Well, shit, I’m twenty. While that’s probably not the prettiest way to start a blog post, it was my first, honest thought. The suffix “-teen” is officially gone from my age and I can basically feel the gray hairs and wrinkles forming. I’m definitely kidding, I use moisturizer. Kidding, I’m still only twenty. I’m still the baby of my house at college, so I can hold onto my youth for a little bit longer.
I can now officially be labeled a “twenty something,” that is, if zero counts as a “something.” I can finally read those articles and feel like I actually belong there, which is pretty nice.
Even though I don’t want to be older, I’m also really wishing to turn twenty-one soon, because it seems a lot more fun than being twenty. Also, you can legally consume alcohol, which is pretty ~adult~ if I do say so myself.
Although I did “19 things before 20” last year, I have decided not to make a “20 Things Before 21” list for a few reasons:
1. Years fly by so quickly and there’s no way to know what I can or cannot accomplish in a year and by setting unreachable goals and seeing I’ve failed them I feel kind of shitty about it because usually the ones I did not achieve are the fun ones.
2. I don’t even know what I want to do. I’ll open a snack, eat a few bites and then change my mind and take something else. I’ll order french toast and only once it’s in front of me I’ll remember I don’t like french toast. I’ll change my outfit five times before leaving the house on some days. I don’t know what to aim to achieve, I really don’t.
3. I’m revisiting “19 Before 20.” I’d rather see how that has panned out than make another list. Plus, it was hard enough to name 19 things, I don’t think I could name 20 now.
So, here were my 19 things before 20 if you’d like to see them thoroughly, but here’s a little update on them all…
