A birthday to remember

I am now officially twenty years of age. That's right, I am indeed an old hag as my friend Molly called me the entire day and no longer a teenager. R.I.P to my youth. I celebrated my twentieth birthday in probably one of the coolest ways I could think of, on a trip to Barry …

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20 things I’ve learnt before 20

As somebody who turns twenty in a matter of days, I'm slowly realising that the Courteeners were right and you're actually not nineteen forever. I'd rather not turn twenty if I'm being perfectly honest, maybe I'm not quite ready to let go of my teenage years or maybe I just don't want to have to …

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