Exactly one month from today I will no longer be apart of the age group classified as 'Teenagers'. Scary. Weird. Can't quite get a good grasp on that whole idea.All you 21 year olds, 30 year olds, and well...those of you who can't even count how many years it has been since you were a teenager, I am sure are laughing right now.
Laugh away.
I know I have melodramatic tendencies, but, this is a big deal guys. I remember when I turned ten, a whole decade old! "Double Digits!" It was a HUGE deal (in my mind anyways) and I felt such a weight of responsibility in my 'old age'. Not kidding guys, you think I am dramatic now, I was waaaay worse then. I remember initiating a very serious talk with my mom right after my tenth birthday, and I told her all about how old I felt now, and how I didn't feel like people treated me old enough. Yep. I was serious too. I think there were tears shed ;) And now to think that I have doubled that number, I am about to be two whole decades old.
It is sad, scary, and wonderful all at the same time.
I am sure that when the day comes I wont feel any different, but my mindset is already changing. I can't imagine what it will be like the first time I have to tell someone that I am TWENTY years old. It sounds ANCIENT. (yeah, I can hear the laughter for sure now :)
But, enough of my melancholy wanderings...I was just feeling my bones creak tonight and decided to share my feelings with y'all. If you all have any ideas of things that maybe I should do before I turn twenty please let me know, and I will try and work it into my schedule.
Maybe I will post some memories and funny things about my 'growing up' years over the next few weeks or so. I am laughing already as I think of all that I could tell you about :)
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"When I am sixteen I am going to wear my hair up, just like Alice Bell." ~Anne
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Practically an "old maid"...
~Jessica Shae
4 comments:
I found your blog a few days ago, and have enjoyed your posts. :)
I notice you have my dear Mandy's blog linked to yours...(Mandy Novotny) - so, you must have been to IPS before. Or I can just imagine you have. See, I did last September, and oh what a delightful time it was. Mandy is one of my heroes, a really special person in my life, but I assume you know what I mean so I won't go on about that right now. :)
I'm 21, but I thoroughly enjoyed your post. I still feel 'so young', which of course I am, but the months and year ensuing up to the time that I turned 20, I dreaded the whole thing. Me, 20? It didn't seem right. Something was wrong. I was quite dramatic about it, and people rolled their eyes and are like "oh you'll get over it." Ha, turning 21 was a bit easier, but months later I think "me? 21?" It's so wrong....*grin* I don't even want to think about turning 22. So I'm right there with you. I thought your post was really cute and understandable - I liked it. :) Just so you know...some 'strange' person knows your feelings.
God Bless!
Ruth Ann
and sure...go ahead and post those 'growing up' stories, that sounds like fun. :)
Well, if you really want some GOOD stories, you should ask me, Mom! Boy do I have some doozies!
Okay yes I have admit, I laughed when I read this. ;-) But it was a good laugh! Love you!!!
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