
Well, as is in the recurring nature of the beast, I had a birthday this year. I entered the world of true adulthood. I have to start worrying about politics, global affairs and start wearing slippers.
I turned twenty one. Yay!
Being incredibly busy this year with various business proposals I will post up soon I wasn't even planning on truly celebrating my birthday this year. It wasn't until the day before said birthday that myself and my housemate decided to go crazy and just see what flights were leaving the UK.
A handful of hours later and we had booked a flight, found a third mate to join us and had started packing and within 24hours we were in Ibiza.
I spent a fair bit of money, but hey you only live once and I was so bogged down with so much other stuff that it was great to just get away for a few days and have a laugh. The closest to a stereotypical holiday I had the experience of previously was going to Belgium on a school trip to look at trenches. Not that that wasn't fun, but come on - Ibiza baby!
It being my twenty first I don't remember a massive amount of the evenings, but lying by the pool or wandering around the town in the sun was brilliant. I even got to try out a bit of my failed GCSE Spanish - a language I had challenged myself to learn since school.
Sleep got me through the travelling. Our flight landed at 3am in Manchester and our 6 hour coach back home was at 5pm. Moral of the story is that I discovered how surprisingly comfortable coaches and the arrivals lounge are having spent about four hour asleep altogether in them.
Anyway, that was that. On another note I got my first payment today for a long-term freelance environment artist position I am working part-time on whilst at university. I've quit GAME due to this and am now technically, emphasis on technically, a professional 3D modeller. More on that soon.
Sleep tight chaps.