And then that brings me to 20, the age where nothing happens.
Once people hit 20, some young adults (or should I say most young adults) look forward to turning the big 21. It's the year when we can finally go to "real" bars, or play poker in Vegas or Atlantic City, or hit the nightclubs in Miami or L.A. No matter what, we’re always waiting for that next year to come so we can say we gained something new.
But there is something different about being 20. For whatever reason, this particular year feels like it lasts a lifetime, like something in the universe wants you to stay 20 for as long as possible.
As a current 20-year-old girl with only two months (58 days to be exact) to go before I can enter the world of nationwide legality, I started to wonder what really made this one year feel like years- was it the anticipation of being 21 or was it life's way of saying "slow down?"
The more I pondered about this idea, the more I thought about how much my life has changed in a year's time. For instance, from many late nights of studying and trips to the library, I've almost survived my junior year of college, and to my surprise, I managed to say goodbye to the person I thought I couldn't live without.
And then I realized, even though being 20 may have been one of the longest and most difficult years of my life so far, it was the perfect time to just stop what I had been doing and figure out what I want to do for the rest of my life. The truth is, we're not getting any younger, contrary to what plastic surgeons may tell you, and why rush through a year that could turn out to be one of the best ones in your life?
Now that I'm so close to being 21, I feel like I owe 20 an apology. Sometimes the anticipation of growing up makes us forget what it really means to live each day to the fullest. We just get so carried away with wanting something new that we miss out on the little things that make each day worthwhile.
So in the last 58 days before the birthday I've been waiting on, I plan on living the good life and doing the things I love to do.
And once those 58 days are done, I'll be happy to look back and say that 20 wasn't so bad after all.