Mar 6, 2012
For a decade and eight years...
OH SNAP, I'M EIGHTEEN TODAY! HOLYMOLYHOLYMOLYHOLYMOLYHOLYMOLYHOLYMOLY!
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Oh boy, the big one eight; I've been alive for a decade and eight years. When you say eighteen, it doesn't sound all awesome or whatever, but when you say a decade and eight years, it sounds like...a huge milestone or something. Or maybe that's just me. Omg, that also reminds me of Abe Lincoln's Four Score and Seven Years Ago speech thingy, lol. Sorta.
Well, here I am. Technically, it won't be my birthday until 7:42am...which means, that at this exact moment, seventeen years and seven hours ago, my mother was in the hospital, getting ready to push me out. Ack, don't picture that. YUCK. GROSSSSSSSS.
Anyway, these past couple of weeks leading up to...today...have been bittersweet. Yeah, I think that's the word. I don't know, maybe I'm just a weird teen or something but the whole aspect of turning eighteen just isn't so exciting to me. I get that whoop-de-doo, you're an adult now...somewhat...and you get to go do adult stuff...but all those years of being an innocent are gone...kinda. In all reality, turning eighteen is just like any other birthday and eighteen just becomes another number, yet at the same time, things sorta...shift and all those things turn into negative statements. Turning eighteen isn't just like any other birthday, eighteen just doesn't become another number. It marks your year of becoming an adult, of you coming into your own person, of you getting to discover who you are, and so much more.
And I guess all of that is exciting yet I feel like I'm leaving behind a big part of my life. Okay, I'm only saying that because once school ends this summer, I'll be up and outta the house, living in another city, preparing for college. And this is just a personal thing for me, but I so don't wanna leave my bedroom behind. This is the room that built me, the room that witnessed all my ups and downs, the room that was my safe haven, the room that kept me sane in times of insanity, the room that was my home...at home. The room that edured everything with me and after six years...I can't just say bye to it like nothing. WAAAH. Me ish so sad about that. :/ Anyway, leaving to college and all that stuff is probably the reason why I'm feeling....the way I do right now. Ack, like I said the other night on the twittah,
So, with that thought, I'm going to stop worrying about what could possibly happen tomorrow and just enjoy today. My day. My oh so very special day.
And a word from my man:
Anywho, I'm pretty sure I'm all over the place and I'm a mess but....
OH MY GAWH,
If you couldn't tell, I'm feeling very indecisive about turning eighteen, but hey, the age does come with its own ups and downs, right? RIGHT?!
I mean it's exciting yet not so exciting...all at once. Oof, my brain! The neurons must be going cray-crazy!