What's it mean?

Well my darlings, I'll tell you.

It is my age.

For as of today and lasting only one year, I am nineteen.

BIG GYAAAALLL*

*clears throat*

Obviously I would like to thank God. Thank You Father for letting me see a whole nineteen years. Your grace is unwarranted, undeserved but appreciated. 

I know with this year and this age, greatness is due and in turn, thankfulness. 

Shalla to my family. 

My little bro gave me this cheeky card:

But left me a touching message:

*Cries* so cute. 

Thank you to my friends and well wishers, your prayers and kind words are very much appreciated. I love youse. 

Thank you to my blog readers/viewers. Although silent (though not in views, thank you!) I actually love you lot. 

No joke. 

This post will probably come in parts as I didn't do much today apart from go to church. 

I don't have the best track record when it comes to birthday celebrations so I just kind of gave up because I get really nervous that it won't turn out right. 

But I'm cool now, I just don't put pressure on myself. 

You don't wanna party, don't party. 

Do you. 

Thank you. 

*sometimes I wonder and laugh to myself about my use of slang. But it's me, it's BANTA, so it works.