My Birthday was the other day. I turned the ripe old age of 35, and you know what, I don’t feel any older, I still feel like I was 25… ok, no, more like 30… sod it, let’s say 27. Yeah, that’ll do.
The day was actually quite crap. It started off alright into the early hours. I got some presents which were nice, and I stayed up quite a while. Then I got up to my Grandma moaning at me for about 3 hours, just because of something as silly as buggering up a tin of ham of all things. Then I went to work which nobody wants to do on their Birthday.
I got some goood stuff though. My aunts gave me £20. My mum got me a few DVDs which I’ve been wanting for a while, and my Grandma got me Merlin series 4. My Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson DVD collection is building up now at least.
Next year, I’m hoping my birthday will be the same day as Midlands MCM Expo. That would be quite epic and I’m sure I’d defo go as I’m booking my 36th off. I can’t be arsed to work a Saturday night next year on my Birthday, no bloody way! So come on MCM, do me a favour. ;)