21

This weekend is my 21st birthday. A milestone, surely? For some reason though, I’m not as excited as I wish I was. I mean, in Australia, how is 21 any different to 20? You can’t do anything new, you have no more rights and you might start noticing the odd wrinkle line. Ugh…depressing! If you’re any older than 21 reading this, you will surely be thinking, “suck it up princess, you’re hardly ancient”. Which is true, I get that. 21 is a spring chicken in some people’s eyes. But instead of all these fun birthday perks, so far all i’ve gotten is a rise in my bank fees and cut off from being a junior movie club member to a much steeper adult price. Happy bloody birthday to me. But on a reverse note, turning 21 has also got me to thinking about where i’m at in my life. It’s a nice wake up call, a reality check. I also finish uni- possibly forever, at the end of semester. So i’ve got all these things now to think about. What do I want to do with myself next year? I keep saying to my friends, “Oh yeah, I’ll go on a holiday coz I have such a long break”…and then it hits me- it’s no longer just the standard uni summer break. When I finish on October 21st, I will have nothing holding me back. Nothing stopping me from doing what I want. So with all this in my mind, maybe my personal ‘perk’ of turning 21 can be that I am marking a significant turning point in my life, where the world is in my hands. Happy birthday me!

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I’m at the point in life where I can go one way, or another. There’s no wrong or right way and nothing is set in stone, but I am certainly at an exciting crossroads in my life.