November 30, 2012

Happy 20th Birthday to Me!

Today is my 20th birthday.

I am 20 years old.

The thought is rather sickening if I'm being honest. I love my birthday so much; I'm one of those people who relish in the attention on the day of their birth but would rather hide behind the curtains the other 364 days a year.

This birthday I was dreading all week. I'm not a teenager anymore. That is the weirdest feeling in the entire world. I no longer have the excuse "I'm just a teenager" and I can't be called a teen. It's really not acceptable for me to shop in the juniors department or read YA novels because I am adult.

I feel like I'm going through a midlife crisis.

I'm in my twenties! I am a twenty something!

My teenage years were anything but ordinary; they were tumultuous and exciting and nerve wracking and reckless. I was a mess from the tender age of 13 but I have matured. 

I still remember my 13th birthday party, clear as day. It was the best party ever and I had so much fun, dancing the night away with my best friends. I was so excited to be a teenager! Finally, I was no longer a baby but a teenager! It was the most exciting time in my life.

Then came my Sweet 16; it feels like a month ago, not four years. I had a beautiful dress, a great DJ, and the best people around me. It was one of the most memorable nights of my life.

But now I am 20 years old. 

Those teenage years and mistakes are behind me and yes, I could still have fun and people say that your 20s are a beautiful time but I am just one step closer to adulthood and it scares me.

I am a tad bit excited because I am a twenty something; soon I'll start my career and my dreams will start coming true.

There is always a bright side!

But for now, happy birthday to me; I'll be spending the rest of the day and weekend with my best friends and having a grand old time...partying it up one last time before I become an old maid.

A baby me, 20 years ago!



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