I turned 20 eight days ago. Double decades, a bit surreal. Children only dream of hitting this number, but before they know it, they've reached their 20th birthday. What have I done in these twenty years?
Born in Hong Kong. Lived there for 9 years. Moved to Hawaii. Lived there for 8 years. Moved to California. Lived for 3 years and counting. In these places I passed the k-12 grade education ladder and on my way to a third year at a community college, while everyone else in my age is well on their way to their degrees.
While everyone is on their way, I'm left behind because of poor planning and irresponsibility on my part. Makes me wonder about all this that I've been doing thus far, and what I'll be doing later on. I suppose there's no reason wondering because reality will probably as far off from what I can produce with my head as possible. In a few months, I will be driving to Davis to drop my younger brother off for his first year at a 4 year accredited university, while I sit at home going to a community college for a third year that wasn't necessary.
I've met so many people, many nice, smart people. Perhaps the only thing I've never done that a typical "American" teen would have done is gone to an actual party and drink (and probably for good reason). I've learned so much, but I can't wait to go into the real world and apply what I have learned.
I feel like my life is being wasted. There's got to be more in this than I know.
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