I know im not the only one who thinks that drinking, smoking, living, partying is most fun when its not allowed, when the police could be grabbing you any minute as you swig from a bottle in the shady areas of hyde park, when you puff away on a cigarette under the street lights of oxford street. I'm going to miss it, i really am.
Being waved into bars and clubs as you flash a (real, not fake) ID and knowing that you cannot get denied at the seveneleven or the bottle shop are things that i just dont want to feel, not yet anyway. I want more years of this youthful rebellion and illegality. I want it never to end.
But sadly, this saturday as we settle down for dinner and drinks its going to be the end. the end of an era. And although it will open itself up to new avenues of university, and living away from parents and new legal responsibilities im still going to miss it. They were some great times, really.
So, my darling D, happy birthday. So long and thanks for all the fish.
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