Turning 24
Aside from my family, Google greeted me a happy birthday! As I'm writing this, its my last day as a 23-year-old. When it was my 23rd birthday last year, I lamented that I can no longer sing along to Taylor Swift's 22 . When it was my 22nd birthday two years ago, I said that I'm no longer Forever 21. Time goes by, and I have more or less sixty years to live here. I'll be 24. I am 24, by the time you read this. 24 reminds me of 24 hours a day and all the time I'm wasting. I've noticed that I've grown, gained new perspectives, and I'm more open (to people, ideas, places, and new experiences). I'm also a lot more sympathetic, understanding, and forgiving to my younger self. Things in the past still replay and affect today, but part of maturity and growing up is learning to deal with them. I think I'm less stressed about the things I don't like about other people. There are things that really used to bug me about my friends' personali...