Quarter-life Crisis
Jenny just turned 20 last week, and it only sunk in now that its my turn. In a month and a half, I’ll be turning the big 2-0, and I’m not one bit excited about it. Here’s the list I made of the things I have to do before turning 20:
- Spend the night at a park or playground
- Be a hobo for a day.
- Befriend a stranger
- Have a really random, crazy adventure
- Help someone out.
- Have a really solid college group of friends. (Because all my friends have a college barkada, and I don’t)
- Get a tattoo
- Lose weight.
- Learn an instrument
- Write something worth reading.
- Act.
- Spend a day out, just walking around the city all by myself.
- Have a fancy romance, with notes and chocolates and flowers - the works!
So far, none of these have been accomplished. And my parents wonder why I feel so gloomy about my birthday. I’d like to look on the bright side, but I think I’ve been doing that for too long.
