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Thursday, April 19, 2007

It Might be a Quarter Life Crisis…

It’s official. Today, I have been alive for a quarter of a century. Wow, that makes me sound so old. That also makes my older siblings and friends and parents seem ancient. (I am sure they will be pleased when I tell them this) Anyway, I most definitely feel a year older. If not for the literal reason that I turned 25 at 3.00 this afternoon, than for the more fitting reason that as a person, I feel there have been so many changes and so much more I want to do before the next April 19th is here. What I’ve come to realize is that I absolutely have to make the dreams in my head happen. There is no safety net once you’re 25. I cannot wait to see who I become the NEXT Apr 19th.

This birthday has also inundated me with a lot of emotion, some of it beyond the scope of this particular post. There have been three cake cuttings so far – pretty much all surprises. I definitely feel the love. At a time when loneliness would have otherwise creeped up, the love really was all around - in cakes, flowers, chocolates and some very nice gifts. (Thank you so much, everyone and specially Mom, who really did go into a lot of trouble to make the day special for me)
That being said, there’s definitely possibilities for more drunken antics later this weekend.

So, I’m 25 now. I’m an ad..cough..gasp..adu..ughh, can’t get the words out… I’m an ADULT. There we go. I said it. I’m a freakin’ adult. And every day I have to wake up and act the part of an adult – you other adults know what I’m talking about, we have to be all self-reliant and assertive and all the good stuff. Gone are the days when Mom would wake you up with a soft pat on the back and a hot breakfast waiting on the table. Oh, that never happened in your house? Yeah, mine neither, but nice thought, right?

1 Comments:

At 11:19 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey...belated happy b'day!

Lots of Love,
Shu.

 

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