I turned 21 on sunday. I guess this is a big thing, I'm not sure why it's a big thing, but I'm told it is. I'm by no means complaining, but what does concern me is this: I'm now two years older than a 19 year old. The main problem us early-20somethings have is our prevailing journey away from youth, towards the secluded islet of responsibility and adultdom (where we choose our 'Desert island discs'! Whatever they are?).
Life is but a paradox, I guess. Youngsters wanna be older, oldies wanna be young. Both look unconvincing in their attempts. And although I'm not saying I want to be younger or older (in fact I'm quite happy with 21, maybe 22 could possibly be better?), I do think most people would change their numerals if they could.
The main issue with being 21 is the choice between now and then. As in, enjoy life to its fullest, have no limitations, just do whatever you want and live for the now. Or, enjoy yourself, but base your choices on their future repercussions/benefits, and lay the foundations for a future you hope to achieve.
Oh I forgot to mention, I've quit my degree course in order to join the Chinese State Circus!
Carpe Diem!
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