So I turned twenty on Wednesday! It’s concerning because I still enjoy wearing fun socks, cuddled up on my couch, while having Disney movie marathons. I also occasionally still order off the kids menu and I think I’m at that age where its no longer socially acceptable to be a picky eater. Anyways, I have had so many mixed feelings about turning another year older and now that its actually over, I’ve come to a conclusion. At first I was kind of dramatic and thought that twenty was SO old and SO adult and I was just SO not ready for it.
Turning twenty
Twenty is literally no different than nineteen. I realized this within one day of being twenty years old. I’m honestly just kind of over being twenty, and I still have 364 days left of it. I don’t really think its the number I have a problem with, just the stage. I have never been one to put myself on a time line. For me, age really is just a number. But suddenly I felt mad that I had lost my title as “teenager” but still had the place as one. I think I’m at that age where I’m not a kid, but not necessarily an adult. Okay, so legally I’m an adult…but I still live at home, still go to school, and still financially rely on my parents- all of which keeps me a kid, in my opinion.
I’m always wishing that I was at the point in my life, where I was doing the things that I wanted to do. I wish I was done with school and working in the kind of field I want. I know, I know. My time will come, and I should enjoy being where I am right now, but I can’t shut off the drive inside of me that wants to get to work and start life for real. Life after school. I feel like my college career was going by so quick, and it finally came to a red light. Part of me just wishes I could fast forward two years. All of this could just be me starting to get senioritis which isn’t really good considering I only just became a junior.
Other life things
Theres really no answer to my problem right now. I’ll just feel stuck until I don’t and thats fine. I’m actually glad I feel this way about being twenty because I was no nervous that I would feel so different. Usually I’m the one trying to slow life down and enjoy the little moments so its interesting that all of a sudden, I want things to speed up.
I wonder if I’ll feel any different this time next year. Will I still be wishing for the year to fly by? I wonder if I’ll feel another set of emotions about turning twenty one. I’m anxious to see what twenty will bring me and what kind of experiences I will have. Until then, I’ll just keep working hard towards everything I want all while probably still ordering off the kids menu.
Hope you guys enjoyed the little life update. I know my thoughts are a little all over the place. If you ever felt this way turning twenty, let me know!
Happy birthday from the 32 year old who got in from work and put Despicable Me pjs on.
I wouldn’t worry too much 😉 We still love a Disney movie day in our house and we’re meant to be “grown ups”!
Love this! I don’t think anyone ever outgrows Disney! Thank you for commenting
Happy belated birthday, and age and what it entails is just a social construct, you can be 40 and still be a child at heart. Don’t stop ordering from the kids menu bud.
Hahaha, thank you!
You’re welcome.
Happy Belated Birthday. Love your posts
Thank you!
Happy belated birthday! Reading your post made me wish I was just turning 20 lol love your blog!
hahaha and thank you!! That means so much to me!!!