Nineteen?

Song of the Day: ‘Final Countdown’, Europe 

So.

I’ve been nineteen for a little over a week now.

And let me tell you, it is just riveting, the changes that have ensued.

^heavy sarcasm^

It just seems like little more than a stepping stone to bigger and better things. Like middle school.

At eighteen you can vote, twenty you’re no longer a teenager, and then it’s on to drinking the the fun of your twenties. And then, you know, growing up and stuff.

But nineteen...

All it really allows for is a slight feeling of superiority over all those silly eighteen-year-olds. The way eighth graders looked down on all the ‘sevvies’ as naïve, annoying little buggers.

Granted, it’s a very necessary stepping stone.

But at this point, it’s hard not to feel like al you’ve accomplished is succeeding at being the oldest you’ve ever been.

And that still doesn’t stop you from feeling slightly superfluous.

‘It just takes sometime 

little girl, you’re in the middle of the ride
everything, everything will be just fine
everything, everything will be alright.’ - ‘The Middle’, Jimmy Eat World