I’m 21 this year. In this twenty something category, it’s like growing up, but not yet an adult, I still recognize that I’m part kid. It’s easy to be controlled by our age; and the expectations that supposed to be at certain stages. Few years ago, I was still like wondering when I would be old enough to get a driving license or just go legally drinking. People always say that the “twenties” is short. It always stuck in my mind – by what age I graduate, buy your first apartmente, get married, have kids, then by when I should start my retirement. All these “goals” which should be able to acheive at certain stages in our life don’t even match the goals I  plan to reach when I was still a ten something teenager.

It is funny. When I was fifteen, I couldn’t wait to be eighteen. When I was eighteen, I planned to be married by 25 with two kids. When I was twenty, I made a list of all the goals I had in my mind and hope to accomplish them. I am already at the exact stage which everything seems so far away years ago. Time does change everything. I have been always hoping to get a ticket to Europe. I hope to travel around the world. I hope to have interesting conversations with strangers from different countries. I hope to get my dream job. I hope I don’t do only any of these things I hope but all of them.

11 Questions Every Twenty-Something Needs to Ask.