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I think it started about two weeks ago when I logged on to Facebook and saw the beautiful wedding pictures from an old friend back in England's wedding. As I admired her wedding dress and wedding-glow, I started to think: when the hell did we grow up? At 21 years old, I still don't feel like an adult, I still haven't done one tenth of all the things I would like to do (like travel, graduate from university, have an amazing career, buy alot of chanel handbags...) before I even think about comitting to someone.

 

Nearly all my friends are getting in to serious relationships, talking about wanting to spend the rest of their lives with that special someone that they have now. I truly am a romantic, even though I personally don't want to be tied down quite yet, so I find all this stuff beautiful. Listening to a friend talking about how this special boy or girl has changed their lives makes me so happy for them. But at the same time, it terrifies me when people start talking about wanting to get married and having children at 25, or at least before 30. It's like: STOP THE TIME PLEASE this is way too much!

 

2015 is like the year of getting into a relationship...and at first, I think I felt a bit pressured. I thought that I needed to meet someone too because I wanted to feel all those things that everyone else seemed to be feeling. Wanted to be head over heels in love with someone that would do anything for me. But honestly, I don't feel that way anymore.

 

I'm getting to know myself better, learning more about my values and who I truly am as a person. I love the thought that years from now, I might meet that special someone who just lights up my world. I'll be more mature and secure and ready, but for now, I'm just going to travel and eat well and enjoy getting to know new people and getting to know myself!