Twenty-what???
Twenty-fun, twenty-fun, twenty-fun.
If you’re wondering, YES it is fun and I wish I can stay 21 forever, let's call it forever 21??? Wow, so creative.
The moment you’re old enough to realize the perks that come along with turning 21, the countdown begins and the wait might feel like an eternity. And if you were like me with the worst fakes (shout out to whoever Erica and Ashley are though, you sometimes did a great job and don't even know it) and a baby face, turning 21 was a a BIG deal. HA, no one can deny me now and no more trying to remember the fake name, birthday, and address of someone else. Finally I can confirm my own information and not break a sweat because hello of course I remember my own birthday, it's practically a holiday! That's right bouncer, shine all your lights but there's no getting rid of me now. But I'm not here to talk about the fun things 21 has to offer as I'm sure you will or have already created your own legendary experience. I'm here to tell you about the half adult half teen realization. A type of mid-mid life crisis, a quarter life crises perhaps?
I might say I'm 21 loud and proud but what I actually mean sometimes is, twenty-WHAT am I doing???
As a great philosopher once said, “I'm not a girl, not yet a women.”
Ok, ok Britney Spears actually said that, but seriously the girl knows how to put it into words. I can go from an independent woman who doesn't need any help to "hold on, let me call my parents, they'll know what to do." No shame in my game.
It sometimes feels like we are old enough to have our lives figured out but also feels like we’re too young to have it all together. A part of me wants to skip to the part where I'm making Sunday breakfast for my cute little family and the other (bigger) part of me never wants to miss a happy hour and binge watch Netflix till 4 am. At 2am you might have created your step by step life timeline and then 8am comes around and you throw that entire timeline out the window and hit snooze, it's called balance. "Tomorrow is the day! This is it! I'm going to start being healthy, working out, clean my entire room, get all of my homework done, apply for a better job, save the planet, conquer the world," then it turns into tomorrow and it's more like "So... I'm just going to excuse myself for today. Maybe order a larger pizza for myself, I mean I did squat down to get my sock from the floor yesterday, yeah I TOTALLY deserve this." Sometimes we feel old and other times we may just feel like really big toddlers. Seriously, you go out one night and basically see big kids stumbling around helping each other stand up straight yelling, "I'm so hungry and I need another bottle." Just give us some snacks and let us nap, and we're golden.
Even if I am considered a legal adult, am I really there yet? Kinda, sorta, maybe? Oh well! I'm here for a good time but also a long time to figure it all out.
Now at first I saw this quarter life crisis as terrifying and now I'm totally embracing it, going with the flow. This IS 21 and it IS supposed to be FUN AF (as f***, my favorite unit of measurement). I’m figuring life out slowly but surely and it's pretty great. This is the perfect time for trial and error and its ok to have a million errors, how else would I learn anything? I mean seriously, school won't teach me half the things I need in the real world. How do I invest my money? How do I build my credit? How many shots can I handle before I forget my name? Not sure, but let's test it out! All I’m saying is that there's no such thing as a quarter crisis and if u feel personally victimized by this made up quarter life crisis like I did, then ditch the drama and go out with your momma! Surprise, they kind of actually know what they're talking about even if that's not what we want to hear, ugh. These semi adult-ish years are like the pre-requisite course to the real deal but for now it’s freaking awesome to be old enough to think and make your own mistakes but young enough to get over it fast and move on.
I've always wanted my own reality show but since I can’t have that (yet) I’m just going to write it all out to give you a glimpse into my head, sharing really is caring. With that being said, dim the lights, shine the spotlight, and pop the bubbly! Welcome to the first of many “figuring life out moments and thoughts in the life of Sara Arbelaez”.