I’ll
be 20 this year, in six days actually. I
realized that I would be turning 20 just about three weeks ago and when I did,
I was kind of shocked.
1.
Where
the hell did all the time go? I seriously thought just yesterday that I was
eight and I was still on crutches. Now I’m
just a handful of days away from no longer being a teenager. What happened?
2.
No
longer a teenager? I can’t decide if I’m thrilled at that thought or terrified.
3.
Not
being a teenager anymore? Like seriously, I’m going to be an adult in six
days. When did I agree to do this? If it
was when I was throwing an angst fit a few years ago in high school, I take it
back. I don’t wanna be a responsible grown up right now.
4.
How
many times will I write 19 before I remember I’m actually 20? It took me until
the middle of March to remember it wasn’t 2012 any more and that all the dates
I had written since the first were wrong.
I might forget about not being 19 still until my 21st.
5.
Turning
20 doesn’t mean that I have to give up my in car singing and dancing, does it?
Because if it does, count me out! I’ll stay a teenager.
6.
I’m
surprised I lasted this long. I thought someone would have shot me by now, to
be honest.
7.
I
know I’m only a couple years older than them, but turning 20 makes me feel
really old compared to my friends still in high school.
8.
Do
I get more naps?
9.
Honestly
though, the last two years have flown by and I can’t believe that in six whole
days I’ll be turning 20.
10.
Is
it still childish to want an ice cream cake for my birthday?
Six
days. Woah.
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