Graceful aging. . .

Before 20 (uh, 19....ha)

After 19 (uhhh, 20?)

What do you think? I think I age pretty gracefully.....right?

Young adult midlife crisis.....

So, for those of you who don't know this, my 20th birthday is on the 10th of January. This Sunday. I'm only turning 20. I'm living in the prime of my life. I should be having the time of my life. Why then, do I feel so old? I'm only turning 20! That's no reason to feel old, right? I think I've figured out why though. This generation has alot resting on it's shoulders. Ours is the generation that will be here to make or break our nation. With the country plunging into, what could be, another depression, my generation is the one that will either pull through or break the backbone of this nation for our daughters and our sons. Our neices and nephews. Our granddaughters and grandsons. We will either get our country out of a nasty depression or we will fall and fall hard and leave the younger generations to pick up the pieces.

Plus, I'm turning 20. Once you turn 21, there's nothing left to look forward to, as far as age goes. You only get older! I was on the phone with a friend from high school today and we started talking about how we felt kinda old. I said that after 21, there's nothing else to look forward to and he said "Yes there is! Retirement!" So you have the ages 10 (because you are finally in the double digits), 16 (never really knew why that one was so special, but for girls, it just is), 18 (becoming an official adult), 21 (being able to buy acohol) and then 65!!!!!!!!!!

Haha, bring it on life, I'm ready for you....

So I must say......

SO I must say this. . . . relationships change when the person in charge changes as well. Today at work (YES, I have a job. Finally.) our boss Charlie decided to take off early. While he was there, the relationship between my co-workers and I was fine, we would talk and laugh and do our work with a generally cheery outlook. As soon as he left (and left me in charge), the talking amongst the 4 of us "peeons" (or however you spell that...) stopped and the other girls only talked among themselves. At 2 pm, 2 of the girls left and it was just me and another girl I work with, Bridena. We worked really well together and nothing was awkward at all. It was a little strange and I wonder how/why it happened. . Hmmmm.......