Why turning 18 scares the crap out of me

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It’s well into September of 2017, which means only one thing. The school year I turn 18. What I mean by this is it’s the start of people who I grew up with, went to school with, am friends with, turning 18. This scares me greatly. Most people can’t wait until their 18th birthday. They can’t wait to “legally” be able to do all the things they have wanted to do and have been doing anyway since they were 15. Me, well I’m shitting it.

I am not a big partier so the whole “going out” thing doesn’t bother me too much. Yes, I will now and then, but it’s not something I’m desperate to do. There are so many things that terrify me about turning 18, here a few.
·University. Do I want to go? Do I not? ·What am I doing life wise for that matter? ·Adult prices of things (boo hoo) ·Pressure. I ain’t a kid anymore. ·Where have all the years gone? Can I just press restart? ·More on that matter, I felt like I wasted my teen years for so many reasons. That makes me sad, and I feel like turning 18 signifies a…

Belated Birthday & Pink Hair

As I'm sure you are aware I was ill over my birthday so I had to postpone a get together until summer. I had a few friends over the other day and I thought I'd share some photos. I also dyed my hair pink the evening before! I hope to do more of this on my blog, share random memories and photos, as it will hopefully allow you to have a special glimpse into my life. Photo credits to my best friend Georgia for the ones of me :) Her instagram - @_geofox_





Bye for now,
Tamzin xxx

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