i have now been 24 for 1 day and 36 minutes.
its not so bad. i was secretly hoping that my face would clear up all its late pubescent pimple breakouts
ive been having lately. unfortunately this was not the case.
instead i woke several times in the early hours of the morning scared that i would sleep through my alarm...
i shall tell you why this is a little tale of my first day as a 24 year old... woman? lady? < i get called those once i turn 25 right? or was that when i turned 21? i dont really feel like a woman... they are responsible and have their lives under control for the most part which i have not yet mastered sooo lets go with lady..
a day in the shoes of a newly turned 24 year old lady.
my morning was rudely interrupted by my body clock first deciding that it was time to rise and shine at the time i normally would if i was working an early shift... 0515. yuck. the sun doesnt even want to rise that early. trust me.
so i had patch work dreams until my techno mix of an alarm sounded at 0700.
i had 30minutes to get my self together and then drive into the city to be the good person that i am, and donate a whole 470ml of blood.
up side i got a birthday card, a mug, fridge magnet and some chocolates (which were melba's, this isnt a bad thing but haiges is like right next door.. so that would have been nicer, heads up red cross)
down side getting jabbed by a nurse that asked me if i was alright several times in between speaking with a fellow nurse about the house she was building. not the best bed side or should i say chair side manner i have encountered at the blood centre but the bruise she gave me was a winner.
after a quick refreshment i had to attend to my other lady duties like grocery shopping so i had some food in the house and also had to buy in bulk all the lady things i need for that time of the month. waking up on your birthday realising youre out of EVERYTHING is the worst, most scary feeling, luckily i have an emergency stash in my car. crisis avoided thank goodness! <sorry boys.
so with blood coming from what felt like everywhere, and also having the emotions running extra high today i thought a spending spree on clothes would be a fantastic idea... which it was duh. new clothes are awesome!
so i have a few new outfits appropriate for a 24 year old which made my heart warm, in between the lovely and quirky messages i received from friends via facebook and text this morning. which was nice.
my next stop was a my mothers house. to hang out there with my puppy before heading to the doctors to get some much needed scripts. (i know right i do all the best and most fun things on my birthday)
ruby..naaawwwwww
doing this wasnt an issue for me... waiting the hour and a half to be called was... its a new record for him thats for sure.
my plans for the afternoon were to see the exhibition at the art gallery on the work of Turner which included some art work from the Tate Gallery in England. Fancy i know.
As we were beginning the guided tour and heading into the second 'era' of his work i had the most overwhelming feeling... i wanted to faint... well i didnt want to, i wanted to listen and learn... but my body, nope it wanted me on the floor. after many times to try and compose myself, i failed. i sat on the floor for a good amount of time. then had to lie on the floor when that stopped working and proceeded to listen to the door man tell me to shut my eyes and think of somewhere nice, like the beach... i was feeling dizzy not having an anxiety attack. luckily i have a sister with a big mouth that said, shes okay, shes a nurse which shut him up quick smart.
well as i was on the floor i realised i hadnt had any lunch as i was waiting for my doctor at that time.
and after having close to half a litre of blood drained from my body... it would be lacking in a few essential ingredients that i had not yet replenished fully from my nut bar and diet coke from earlier.. like salt, sugar and water! safe to say once i fixed what made me feel like a diabetic having a hypoglycaemic attack i finished experiencing the beautiful artwork and history of this famous artist.
I thankfully got myself home in once piece to relax for a little bit, have a shower, freshen up and get ready for dinner with my darling friends. My auntie stace and uncle mark visited me at my house which was lovely.
scored myself a bed, bath and table voucher... hello new towels.. or quilt cover.. or any amazing home wares i dont really need! dinner was at kintaro sushi bar on the parade. we introduced kevin to foods he had yet to explore or rather refused to eat. he was happily surprised i think.
then we had a little bit of time to waste before going and seeing iron man 3 *swooooon; robert downy jr!
sooo we took a little walk down to the local pub to have a drink but mainly to play citadels.
yes we were the nerdy group in the corner booth playing card games! but this is why i love my friends so, because they had this game with them, ready to go!
so finishing up my night on a high, drooling over tony stark and his dry sarcasm was probably the best. i also got to end it with my most favourite people that i love and adore. so this birthday actually hasnt been too bad. im a pretty lucky girl when i think about it. even if im now 24.
(late update because my computer froze last night at 1am ugh)
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