Turning 21

Turned the big 2-1 recently! And it’s been nothing short of wonderful.


Spent my last few days as a student in London with close friends and they were all so sweet as to make my 21st special in advance. In an ideal world I would have loved to have a dinner party where all my loved ones and close friends would attend. But splitting celebrations is better than no celebration at all!

Flew home 2 days before my birthday and came home to this…


A Disney princess birthday banner! My family’s attempt at being cute haha. But super sweet nevertheless. Kinda feel like an 8 year old all over again but whatever, it’s the thought that counts! *twirls*

And on my real birthday I was surprised with this…


A hand made scrap page by my second brother! (Or more like a timeline reminiscing my dorky days *cries*)
Super sweet and thoughtful really. I have no words. As you can see from the photo I was really happy. Best present yet ♥

From my better half I received this really chiq fashion book dedicated to celebrating the immortal icons of style. My cup of tea really. He knows how much I love fashion!


Turning 21 has indeed been blessed and special – advanced birthday celebrations, and celebrations with the family and other half, just what i wanted/needed right after finishing my final exams ever. Turning 21 is also significant to me because it comes at the end of my degree. Finishing my degree and insyaallah graduating over the summer are huge significant timeline markers in my life so far. It’s significant because I am soon to end this chapter as a student and soon enough to start a brand new one entering the working world. All are pending developments. But in the mean time as I take a breather, I also need to start thinking about what I want the next chapter of my life to be like. So many expectations and pressure for achievement. Can’t believe I’m 21. Feels like yesterday I was 17 and wondering what life would be like when I become legal.

Well here it is.

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