Twenty.
Two decades old.
The tens place of my age changed.
I felt that was reason enough to celebrate.
I expected to wake up feeling a sense of maturity, some amount of calm and I probably would have , if I had slept the night. But since I woke up with no such feelings, I decided to delve into other aspects of my personality to discover what was the 'twenty' in me. It's funny how many faults you discover about yourself when you seriously consider self evaluation. Which is why that was the first and last time I'm ever doing it.
But probably the more entertaining part of turning 20 was the reactions I got from everyone around me.
My parents emphasized the responsibilities I would now have to share in the house. But then again, I had heard that at 19, 18, 17, 16.... but somehow at 20 they thought it would get through. Hmm..no comments.
My relatives had a hard time accepting it. Actually, they just have a hard time believing I'm growing. It seems it easier to remember me as 4 year old than otherwise, because I always seem to elicit reactions like "My god! You are how old?", "You grew up soo fast!", "Last time I saw you, you were hardly 4!"
My friends taunted me on the fact that I was no more a teen. That wasn't enough however. It extended to include my single status and inability to like alcohol. And I have a feeling I'm going to be hearing that for quite a few years. Sometimes, I wish they'll just deem me useless and leave it at that. But then again, I had also wished I'd landed first on the moon.
All in all, it was a great day! Almost no one forgot. Well, a certain someone did. But I have given her enough heat, so I'll hold my peace now. Yes, maturity comes at 20. Lucky you.
Anyway, on a serious note, the 'going on 20' year did teach me a thing or two.
I have learned....
I'm my biggest strength. And my biggest critic.
Things can go very very wrong.
When things do go wrong, very few people stick by you. Yes, those people are crazy but they love you very much. English terms them as Family.
Certain things occur in an instant but have long lasting effects. You might not be the same again. But better.
Opinions will never cease to exist.
People will talk. They will advise. That does not mean they know you better than you do.
Best friends rock.
Purple does not have to be the new pink.
Sometimes, you just have to hang in there.
Your nose does stop growing at 20.
Smiling and laughing does wonders to your popularity.
You are worth it.
It is unfair. It does suck. But it is not forever.
It goes sleep, food and studies. Any other order gives you gases.
People who believe in you, will continue believing. Those who don't, don't matter.
Somethings are just not worth it. Leave it.
Some people also are just not worth it.
Mom's always right. And Dad does know the computer better.
Many will find you weird. And it might not be because of your nose.
Success changes definitions.
There are bigger things happening in this world.
Backs are not fond of high heels.
Guys are still just as stupid. Some are better looking.
Hypocrisy is common.
It's fine if it's not fatal.
It does not have to be personal.
Confidence sails.
Paranoia is not fun.
To breathe.
Two decades old.
The tens place of my age changed.
I felt that was reason enough to celebrate.
I expected to wake up feeling a sense of maturity, some amount of calm and I probably would have , if I had slept the night. But since I woke up with no such feelings, I decided to delve into other aspects of my personality to discover what was the 'twenty' in me. It's funny how many faults you discover about yourself when you seriously consider self evaluation. Which is why that was the first and last time I'm ever doing it.
But probably the more entertaining part of turning 20 was the reactions I got from everyone around me.
My parents emphasized the responsibilities I would now have to share in the house. But then again, I had heard that at 19, 18, 17, 16.... but somehow at 20 they thought it would get through. Hmm..no comments.
My relatives had a hard time accepting it. Actually, they just have a hard time believing I'm growing. It seems it easier to remember me as 4 year old than otherwise, because I always seem to elicit reactions like "My god! You are how old?", "You grew up soo fast!", "Last time I saw you, you were hardly 4!"
My friends taunted me on the fact that I was no more a teen. That wasn't enough however. It extended to include my single status and inability to like alcohol. And I have a feeling I'm going to be hearing that for quite a few years. Sometimes, I wish they'll just deem me useless and leave it at that. But then again, I had also wished I'd landed first on the moon.
All in all, it was a great day! Almost no one forgot. Well, a certain someone did. But I have given her enough heat, so I'll hold my peace now. Yes, maturity comes at 20. Lucky you.
Anyway, on a serious note, the 'going on 20' year did teach me a thing or two.
I have learned....
I'm my biggest strength. And my biggest critic.
Things can go very very wrong.
When things do go wrong, very few people stick by you. Yes, those people are crazy but they love you very much. English terms them as Family.
Certain things occur in an instant but have long lasting effects. You might not be the same again. But better.
Opinions will never cease to exist.
People will talk. They will advise. That does not mean they know you better than you do.
Best friends rock.
Purple does not have to be the new pink.
Sometimes, you just have to hang in there.
Your nose does stop growing at 20.
Smiling and laughing does wonders to your popularity.
You are worth it.
It is unfair. It does suck. But it is not forever.
It goes sleep, food and studies. Any other order gives you gases.
People who believe in you, will continue believing. Those who don't, don't matter.
Somethings are just not worth it. Leave it.
Some people also are just not worth it.
Mom's always right. And Dad does know the computer better.
Many will find you weird. And it might not be because of your nose.
Success changes definitions.
There are bigger things happening in this world.
Backs are not fond of high heels.
Guys are still just as stupid. Some are better looking.
Hypocrisy is common.
It's fine if it's not fatal.
It does not have to be personal.
Confidence sails.
Paranoia is not fun.
To breathe.
3 comments:
for a 20 year old 2 have such exraordinary thoughts is quite amazing..
da writer can not only write stuff in an amazin way but also touch subjects which an individual faces in his daily life.. she not only conveys important messages through her writings but also tells them in a very subtle way.. 4 me da best feature was da writer touchin subjects dat an individual wud neva dream of in dis modern age..
it makes us go back to our "BASICS"..
hmm .. somethings you write are just .. perfect ..
i'm not very much of a critic or anything...but that just feels right..
:D
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