By the time you read this I will have been 18 years old for two days. Because there are such things as deadlines and preparation I will be doing a little “fortune-teller” style writing. I wish I could actually have some sixth sense…can that be my birthday present? Anyway, back on topic.
Will I feel different being two days into legal adulthood? Probably not. There is actually quite a strong possibility that I will spend my birthday watching a Disney movie and eating cupcakes. With my parents. I know, I’m a party animal.
This isn’t having quite the right tone that I wanted it to, because believe me; I am very excited to be turning eighteen. I am looking forward to all of the things that will come with this year of life. I’m going to be graduating high school (finally!) and starting college! One chapter of my life that I am more than ready to complete is ending and another that I am very eager to begin is just starting.
All in all though, I am the same person. We all remain the same people no matter what birthday we celebrate. I still look way younger than my age (thanks, Mom for the lack of height), and I’ll still be my sometimes very childish self, because age is just a number.
I know, I know, everyone says that; but it’s true. It’s less about the fact that I have reached my eighteenth year of life and more about what I’ve done and what I can do. Its about looking back and remembering all my happy (and not so happy) memories from my k-12 years because those are the things that have shaped me into the person I am so far. But, you see, I still have so much more potential. We all have so much more potential to grow as human beings. It’s time for me to look forward to the future, and I have a lot to look forward to.
Maybe this year I’ll get a tattoo? Maybe I’ll win the lottery? Crossing my fingers on that one because that would be awesome. Maybe I’ll get my own apartment? Who knows, maybe I may just happen to meet the love of my life that makes up for all the not-so-awesome boys that I’ve dealt with? That will happen when it happens, I know. But a hopeless romantic can dream right?
It’s definitely going to be a busy first year as an “adult”, but I’m excited. Bring it on, because I’m ready to make this year my best year yet.
About the Writer
A.M. is a truly unique, versatile creature. Standing about five feet tall, she can be found roaming the wilderness or scouring the mall for a clearance rack. When at home, she procrastinates by writing her blog, anthropomorphity, which is about clothes, music, animals and life, or by posting meaningless but entertaining tweets on twitter.