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Friday, October 17, 2008
I'm finally 21.
Others get wasted and throw parties on their 21st birthdays. Not my kind of thing though.
For quite a long time the thought of turning 21 scared me. Before army, I was still a teen, and when I turned twenty, I realised that I had just one year left of legal teendom left. After 21, I would be 22, and then 23, and soon, I'd be thirty. I think I was scared by how quickly time seems to pass.
But now that I'm 21, I realise that it doesn't matter how fast time flies, it's how much you make of your time. And compared to a good many other people, I got much more time to make good with. 21 is a good age. I'm much wiser than when I was a teen, and I'm not plagued with real worries of being old. In that respect, I think there's much balance in being 21.
Though every year comes with new worries, new experiences, new joy and new sorrow, I'd like to take each day at a time.
Finally, I'd like to say thank you to my darling for making the my birthday eve so wonderful.
My Giant Handmade Card!!!!
And darling got me an A harp!!!!
Heres a vid of me playing it. Lolzz....
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