My Birthday
It’s late I know, but I didn’t get a chance to blog on it at the time.
As you may or may not know, it was my birthday on the 9th – I’m now 22, so I’m slowly getting older. With this old age comes brokeness as my doctor won’t tell you because of doctor patient confidentiality, but I’ll find out if I really am broken when they get my test results back.
I had a good birthday. even though it wasn’t anything special. Mum and Dave and Mick came over and we got a curry in from Chineham Indian which was nice.