in less than 7 hours, i will no longer be 25...and rather, on the downhill slide to 30... and i can't wait.. not because i want cards and presents (apart from my mum, i doubt i will get many of either)...but because 25 still seems such a young age..so immature..like i still have an excuse to act irresponsible, becasue i am still *young*..but not after tomorrow i wont be (although, no age will really prevent me from acting like a total doofus). at the moment..at work..i just feel so young. like...i'm not just "dannii the grad"...but also "young dannii"...only because i look like i'm 19 and most of the staff think that i'm about 21 or 22.. not that i wanna look all old and wrinkley...but i really dont wanna look like an adolescent anymore..
anyway.. enough of that.. i was a bit bummed that i'm working tomorrow..because...i've spent my last few birthdays at home wrapped up around sam..and this year..i wont be wrapped up around anyone (unless i pay them first..which really wouldn't be that bad..)
mmm...this entry is heading somewhere where i dont want it to...so i think i'll stop while i'm a head..