It has come upon me... the quarter life crisis! I will be leaving my teen years in a couple of days time, and I'm not ready. I repeat: I AM NOT READY TO ENTER MY 20's! That means responsibilities and adult-ness, which I certainly am not prepared for. I swear that there must be a mistake on my birth certificate or something, because there is no way that I'm older than five years old. I'm just a tall five year old.
This is the first year that I haven't been excited about my actual birthday. I'm looking forward to catching up with my beautiful friends, but other than that, I really am just in denial that I'm turning 20. EEEEEEKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is seriously me right now (but 20 instead of 30):
I couldn't decide on the still image or the video clip, so just went with both. See, I can't even make simple decisions... how am I supposed to be expected to be an adult making important decisions?
I can't be the only one who has ever freaked out about turning 20. I remember when I turned 13, I was in denial about becoming a teenager and I actually convinced people that I had actually turned 12. And my teachers believed me until one of my friends, who had known me for most of my life, told them otherwise. Wow- I really don't deal well with this ageing thing. I dread to think what I'm going to be like in my mid-life crisis. Oh dear.
This is the first year that I haven't been excited about my actual birthday. I'm looking forward to catching up with my beautiful friends, but other than that, I really am just in denial that I'm turning 20. EEEEEEKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is seriously me right now (but 20 instead of 30):
I couldn't decide on the still image or the video clip, so just went with both. See, I can't even make simple decisions... how am I supposed to be expected to be an adult making important decisions?
I can't be the only one who has ever freaked out about turning 20. I remember when I turned 13, I was in denial about becoming a teenager and I actually convinced people that I had actually turned 12. And my teachers believed me until one of my friends, who had known me for most of my life, told them otherwise. Wow- I really don't deal well with this ageing thing. I dread to think what I'm going to be like in my mid-life crisis. Oh dear.
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