the real birthday blues

[aruan]

This Sunday will see the sunrise of my 19th year on this we're finding out less and less grandiose planet Earth. It will mark yet another milestone on the road of my life, a new number to write on paperwork to be stereotyped by, to chalk up mistakes to, and justify duly deserved rights. Not that 19 is a big year. Well, disregard the part where I moved out on my own, started my freshman year in college, opened my own bank account, started doing my own laundry, went solo for wholly unstructured grocery shopping...

All right, I suppose you can't quite yadda yadda over all that. But all those things pale in comparison to the fact that 19 is the last '-teen' year, which was oh so callously pointed out to me as being a year before 20. What a notion to have in the back of your mind when your conscious faculties are busy trying to choose a major, understand calculus, meet new people, figure out a career, seek out volunteering opportunities, and desperately attempt to decide on a goal to work toward so you're not driving yourself crazy with thoughts of insignificance and pointlessness.

Comments

[zarabelle.livejournal.com]

happy birthday.

thanks.

[gjstruthseeker.livejournal.com]

if you'd like i added stuff to the entry since you posted your reply so it's more complete and you can get a better idea of why i was funked.