For Real

As of today, I have 1 month left of being a teenager.

Woah.

Now I'll be honest - 19 isn't my favorite age.

It's been a fabulous year really, but I never liked saying I'm 19.

(Even today I said I was 20, but the people I was with knew I was actually 19 anyway.

Rounding is great isn't it?)

At 19, you're technically an "adult" but it still seems so young.

But 20 - I think I could be 20 forever and be alright.

(As long as my friends could all stay the same age forever too.)

Sadly, life doesn't work like that.

I've done a lot in life in my first 20 years - mainly all stuff to do with growing up.

You know: going all through grade school (and all the stuff along with that), getting into college and blah, blah, blah.

But there's a lot more ahead of me than all of that: graduating college, getting a real career, maybe grad school or a mission, hopefully getting married and having kids.

And that's just the big stuff.

Ignoring all that though:

The question for the moment is what am I going to do with this month?

'Cause this month is pretty much all of the summer I have left, 

and I don't wanna waste a second of the last time I'll ever be a teenager ever again.

Ever.

Weird.