Tomorrow is my birthday.
…And I, finally, am turning 21.
Another date signifying that I have lived x amount of days and survived y amount of years. Its a wonderful feeling to look back and see the kind of life I’ve lived. Each person I’ve encountered, all the things I’ve done, and everything that I’ve ever felt, saw, or said is a pretty accurate summation of my current state of being.
After all, birthdays are just reminders of how far you’ve come…and also how completely clueless about life you still are. The whole, “you’re another year wiser” saying may or may not be applicable for everyone. In all honesty, tomorrow I will wake up feeling exactly the same as I did the day before: tired yet hopeful (Tired mostly due to me getting my ass kicked at the gym. Hopeful because I hope and pray that my body will recover). But when does the wisdom part kick in? The part where you know now not to make the same mistakes or have a clearer vision of your future than before– when does that happen? Is it somewhere between the many birthday shots or the morning after with the ever present hangover? No, I am assuming that the wisdom and the answers to all of life’s questions will come later–MANY birthdays later. Because right now, I am turning 21 and the only answers I can provide are to pop culture trivia and who is Blair Waldorf’s favorite actress (Audrey Hepburn, by the way). But I’ve also wised up to a few things: sleep when you can, exercise is good, if you wear leggings make sure the shirt you are wearing appropriately covers your butt, and never take yourself too seriously.
So for now, I’ll leave the answers to the wiser, slightly older folks. I’m sure they will be more than happy to tell you what and what not to do. And as for me, well, I may not have all of life’s answers, but I have all the ones I need right now. So tomorrow, I will continue to enjoy my life and all of its blessings. But most importantly, I will definitely enjoy my 21st birthday and hope a little wisdom comes my way. Cheers.
