
I just last week started a new job which I am loving so far, and let me tell you it just feels right to be back in the world of influencer marketing. 24 isn’t looking too shabbyĪlong with the rest of the world I may have lost a year of my life in numerous lockdowns and been among the few to experience two lockdown birthdays (us Aries always aim to exceed), but the coming year is looking hopeful. Of course, it hasn’t been the same Liverpool that I’ve come to know, but hopefully soon I’ll be able to grace the Raz at 5am again. I moved back to my adopted home of Liverpool in October along with my boyfriend (how grown up of me), and have spent a lovely six months in my favourite city in the world. I was kept on at my New York job back in the UK which was great as the thought of entering the job market in the middle of a pandemic was not appeasing. Looking back, I still had an amazing latter six months in New York and made a few trips around the state before making my way back to Ireland in September. Hoooowever, before I start to sound like Ebenezer Scrooge on Christmas Eve, my year of being 23 wasn’t all bad. Imagine, going to New York the August previous with high hopes of what my birthday in New York City was going to be like.Ī rooftop bar overlooking the Manhattan skyline perhaps? An amazing dinner followed by a show on Broadway? A table in a prestigious nightclub provided by an Irish promoter?Ī Zoom quiz with my three flatmates and some beers was the ticket. But at least on the flip side, I wasn’t in quarantine for this birthday and was able to go outside to enjoy my first day of a new birth year.Īm I still bitter about spending my birthday in New York locked up in my flat? You can bet your bottom dollar I am.

Well Christ, where do I start with the past 12 months?ĭid I think I would have another birthday in lockdown? Definitely not. I usually start these blog posts off by looking back at the year that was.


I Don’t Know About You But I Just Turned 22.

You can catch up with previous instalments below (yes, I’ve been at this blogging thing a while now): It’s become somewhat of a tradition to write these posts as I do so every year. We all know the 22 song by Ms Swift, and the famous ‘Nobody likes you when you’re 23’ lyric, but there are no songs to signify the act of turning 24 years of age.ĭoes this mean it’s an age less important than those previous or those to follow? Since ‘nobody likes you when you’re 23,’ maybe nobody cares when you turn 24.īut anyway, as you may have guessed, I recently turned the grand old age of 24 at the weekend.
