Tomorrow is my 19th birthday. Usually the day before my birthday I start to panic and wonder if I have lived enough in the past year or was just wasting time. I'll never be 18 again, did I miss out on opportunities that I'll never encounter again? This year the feeling of panic and regret is the farthest thing from my mind, because I've really lived a lot in my eighteenth year. I've learned that if opportunities don't present themselves you have to make your own. I've grown up a lot since last May, and high school graduation seems like it was decades ago. The months that have filled the time since my last birthday have been full of new experiences, some that have been fun and others that have been really stressful. I don't have a lot of pictures on my new computer, but here are a few from the last year;
Here is where I should say something catchy and maybe even a little lame about hoping that 19 is just as good as 18 or whatever, but to be honest I'm super excited to leave 18 behind and see what kind of adventures and disasters I can create before I hit 20. Not so lame?
cheers,
lauren
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