Which means...I will no longer be a teenager. (Cue the melodramatic music)
My friends will be the first to tell you I've been more than agitating about it all-with the constant: "I'm not ready to grow up!" and "OMG I can't believe I'm gonna be so OLD!" I could not wrap my head around the fact that I will be twenty, and no longer nineTEEN. I will have lived through two decades, and will be starting a third. Craziness!
But even though it's been really difficult coming to terms with no longer being a !teenager, I am really thankful to have had the typical high school experience/ typical teenage experience- driving around aimlessly at night in a car over crowded with friends, late night Taco Bell runs, pep rallies and catching a ride to a diner after, chicken fingers and root beer floats, foot ball games on Sundays decked out in green and white,grabbing a towel and heading straight to the beach in the summer...meeting new people who never fail to impress me in college, catching a moment of peace in Washington Square Park, dancing my heart out at Meatpacking/amidst a flash mob/in my room all with my amazing roommate...and NYU Shanghai was definitely the craziest semester of all! As amazing as it all was, the sheer awesomeness of my teenage years will exist better in my memories, as I step into another stage of life, and the twenties are awesome, or so I heard!
So...as cheesy as it sounds, Katy Perry speaks my soul: "No regrets, just love/We can dance, until we die/You and I, will be young forever."
Peace out teens! I will welcome my twenties with open arms :)
