Ever Aging, Ever Changing..
School sucks. I've been having trouble concentrating on much of anything lately. But this wasn't meant to be a pity-post. I just thought I'd update: put a blip on the internet radar. "Yes, I'm still alive, not that anyone's paying attention anyways." A tad cynical? Maybe. Is that something new? Of course not. Being a cynic is part of my nature. It's just something I do. In any case, I've been thinking about a lot of random things lately, one of them being age. Why is it that no matter how old I am, and no matter what I previously thought of that age, when I reach it, I always feel that it's an immature and young age? When I was 14, I couldn't wait to turn 15. "14 is such a young age. There's a huge difference between 14 and 15." Alas, 15 rolled around, and even months away from 16, I still felt young. 15 wasn't any better. It was still a young and immature age. "16 will be better. Sweet Sixteen. I'll be older and more mature then." When I was younger, 16 was the epitome of being a teenager. In all the games I played, my favourite girl was always the 16 year old, in the prime of her teen years. Except, when I turned 16, I realized what a joke all of that had been. 16 is nothing. It felt so young still. Now I'm realizing, I'll always feel young. No matter what preconception I have, no matter how old I get, I will never truly feel the age I am. I will always see it as young and immature. A little while after my birthday, I feel the urge for my next birthday to come around, because this new age still feels too young. It may be because I hang with people older than myself, or it may be because of some weird preconditioned response in my brain. In either case, I don't know if it will ever stop. Maybe it will all go away when I get older. People always say when you're older it's different. And I mean older as in 40ish. But will I feel this way all the way through my 20s and 30s? I'm hoping it's just a teen thing. I'm hoping it's just something I'll soon outgrow. Let's hope.
And p.s. I'll let you know how 17 is in a few months. Until then... ... Ya I got nothing.


2 Truths be told:
Yes, you're going to turn into an armoir to be sold at auctions and garage sales, you'll have much to complain about then.
I already said happy early birthday, so I'm gonna skip the actual "happy birthday" and go right to happy belated birthday.
There, now feel special already dammit.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
LOL...ya...anyway..ya itscause you hang out wiht pplolder then you. anywho..ya...write more often bitch!
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