19th bday

My very own blog... I saw my friend's blog and seemed kind of interesting to have a blog. You type out anything and let people who are interested read it. So, I decided to have a blog of my own. Here it is. My very own blog. There's no particular theme to it. I just want to share my life experience and my views on anything and on life. I want to share my opinions with anyone who wants to read it. So here it, my blog. Enjoy.

My birthday is coming up. Birthdays... it is the end of a chapter and the beginning of a new one in a book we call life. For me, this upcoming birthday is the last chapter of one of the most important time in my life. For it is my 19th birthday. My last year of being a teenager. My last year before going to the realm of adulthood. I should be happy cause it is, of course, my birthday, right? Well, on the contrary, I'm not totally happy. Honestly, I don't want to grow up. I know you're thinking that I'm crazy or something but hear me out first. I love all this. I love being me right now. I love being a kid. I love life right now. Most of all, I love being a teenager. I love what we teenagers do. All, I do is hang out with my friends, play video games, goof around and just have fun. But, this'll be my last year of being a teenager and I am not looking forward to leaving that behind.

I looked at my dad's old pictures. He looked stylish (way back then when it was considered stylish) and he was a troublemaker. He was like any other teenager, way back then or now. Now, he's not wild. He's busy with work and has no interests other than his work. So, what happened? Where did the young him go? He looked like a fun guy. Fun, that's the word. Adults are no fun. That's what scares me. Will I have the same fate? will i be boring too? Will I be this grumpy old guy who complains about how teenagers dress and how their loud music could wake up the dead? I don't want to be that.

But there are some good things about being a pre-adult. It's the start of being independent. You'll have to depend on yourself. I'll be responsible for me. No more nagging from my parents. I can do whatever I want. One important thing, money. I'll be working and I am so looking forward to that. I want to earn money. I want to experience working. I've had enough of studying and being in school. Home works, assignments, teachers and studying; I'm so glad I won't have to worry about that anymore. I'll miss all the fun times I had though... I'll miss not worrying about anything but having fun. I'll miss being a teenager. But, at the same time, I'm looking forward to growing up. I'm looking forward to working and earning my own money. '’m looking forward to actually live. So, this birthday will be a bitter sweet birthday for me. But, there's one thing that I'm sure of; I'll have as much fun as I can possibly have. Take my word for it.

sham, signing off.