before i’m 30…

Update: I wrote this when I started my blog back in 2006 at the ripe old age of 24. You know, the age where you think you’ll never be the one that reaches 30? Yeah that. Anyway, the story goes that I did eventually reach 30, although not without a fight. The weekend before my 30th, I refused to get out of bed the whole weekend. The WHOLE weekend.

Having realised that my refusal to get up wasn’t going to stop the ageing process, I had an “OK” birthday in London and then life got great. I realised that I was in power of my own happiness and that I could really make stuff happen. So here I am, trying to make stuff happen. I don’t always get things right, often I get them wrong. I’m yet to find whether you can have it all – the career, the friends and the man, but 2 out of 3 isn’t bad.

Here’s the stuff I wanted to do…

learn to surf – i’m still waiting for some surfing hunk to teach me, if that’s you, you know what to do!

buy a new piano – i don’t have enough room for shoes, let alone a mini grand piano!
skinny dip – starting to think that’s not such a good idea – done ๐Ÿ™‚

take professional dance lessons done, i’m now a badass hip hop star, ok i only went to two lessons, but hey! lol ๐Ÿ™‚

get drunk on champagne cocktails before the sun goes down – 10pm, does that count?ย how had i never done this?

own a convertible – bought, i love bugsy. get it? bugsy mel owns? oh never mind.

live abroad – does 3 weeks spent in the states count? no? are you sure?

buy a pair of Gina shoes – ask my bank manager.

camp under the stars – maybe somewhere warmer – i have camped, but it’s been surrounded by cloud, making the stars a little hard to spot.

go to Glastonbury music festival – i’ve changed my mind. i went to V Fest, so that’s fine right? Glasto’s a bit hardcore…. where would i put my handbag?

see as many live bands as I can – definitely something that’s been done, but there’s always room for improvement!

go skiing / snow boarding – after a visit to a dry ski slope this isn’t something that i’m that keen on any more. i think it could have something to do with going from top to bottom on my hands and knees before meeting the safety net with my face at the bottom. i mean seriously who wants net marks imprinted on their face?

places I would like to visit:

hawaii – you saw my comments about surfing! ๐Ÿ˜‰

vegas ย went, won, got drunk, lost. vegas done.

dubai – all offers gratefully received

south africa – still want to do a safari on the basis that i don’t see any animals eat one another. well behaved animals only

san fransisco – now to become an annual trip, sf rocks!

texas – visited austin and had a blast – thanks sxsw!

los angeles – some people hate it. i loved it. not sure what that says about me?

sydney – i hear australian web conferences are where it’s at ๐Ÿ™‚

sychelles – maybe i’ll save this until i meet a nice young man. somehow i don’t think that will happen before i’m 30… should i scrap this from my list?

antigua – gorgeous – but be warned, it’s honeymooners paradise, going with a female friend can lead to rumors that you’re gay… not that’s a bad thing, but just throwing it out there.

new york again – and again and again…