I'm getting old!

I hate my birthday. It's sign of getting older, and I don't want to get older! Sure I want to go off and do cool awesome things, I have a whole list of things I was to do infact I might make a post about it soon!  
The point of this post is that it's my birthday on Saturday, and I am shit a brick scared! On one hand I am sitting here like 'alriiighht I'm turning 21' but on the other hand I'm like 'great I've been alive for 21 years, what do I have to show for it!? A few exam grades and a bunch of debt some psycho bitch racked up in my name..' Oh the joys'. 

Don't get me wrong, I'm looking forward to the day itself,  I'll be starting it dancing, and ending it dancing, with a whole bunch of Starbucks, shopping, and partying in between! It's just the age thing that bums me out, and I know age is just a number and you're only as old as you feel blah blah blah...  But that doesn't stop me from being terrified! I don't want to get old, getting old means that you're going to die soon, and I don't want to die because there is so many things I am yet to do. 

I complete forgot that it was my birthday on Saturday until my mum mentioned it to me yesterday. 

I just want to get on a plane and fly away somewhere, and forget that I'm ageing.


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