Turning 21- I mean 25

Savinu here...

I have a confession...

I'm not really 21 like I have been for four years

I AM TURNING 25 IN A MONTH AND A HALF :-X.

Where have the years gone? I still remember being 20 and counting down the months before I turned 21 for the first time.

I have always said that when I turn 25 and 30 I need to celebrate BIG and different. Every year I throw myself a party (I seem to be the one who always falls in charge of planning the birthday parties). 25- I wanted a party and then some.

I am broke- la economia esta mala (translation: the economy is bad)- I am suppose to be saving to help pay for a wedding... what could I possibly do that wouldn't involve me having to sell an organ to get out of debt?

In comes the little sister with her love of studying abroad. She went to Australia last year, it seemed like a wonderful experience BUT the flight alone was enough for me to have to collect soda cans for 10 years, I then had to consider eating, travel, and money to do ANYTHING. So I didn't go.

Australia was not enough for the little one. This year she is going to IRELAND for a semester. I fell in love with Ireland after watching P.S. I Love You (what a beautiful movie). When she first mentioned it I said if the flights were affordable I would have gone BUT I was suppose to be in the Police Academy so I probably was not going to be able to go :o(.

On NY1: As part of Bloomburg's cut back plans the Police Academy class for January 2009 has been cancelled. I was DEVI STATED. I passed up a job offer for this, I planned everything around the fact that January I would be going into the Academy. After being bummed for a few days- I remembered... IRELAND. I looked up the flights- 294 dollars round trip. I AM GOING TO IRELAND FOR MY 25TH BIRTHDAY!

WOO HOO!

Even better news- THAT GIRL, whose birthday is 2 days before mine (same year) heard about my plans and decided for her 25th she will be joining in on the trip! YES!

IRELAND- HERE WE COME!