I have a confession to make.
I have a terrible, unyielding fear of getting old... but its not for the reasons you would expect. I've been balding since about age 2, so that ones not even included.
At 20 years of age, most people would tell me that my fear of time is unfounded since with the miracles of medical science i could easily live past my 80s, making my life only 1/4 finished. My fear is not that my time on the earth are almost done, its that the GOOD times are nearly gone.
Below lies the reasons why.
9th Birthday -"OHHHHH MY GOSH! My birthday is tomorrow and when I turn 9 Mom said I could stay up to watch a BIG KID SHOOOOOOOW! I think I just peed my Power Ranger Pajamas!"
16th Birthday - "My birthday is tomorrow. I'm totally getting my license. Then I'm totally getting a car, and I'm SO getting to 2nd base in the back seat. Its gonna be sickkkk."
18th Birthday - " My birthday is tomorrow. The second that clock strikes midnight, I'm running over to the corner store and buying... A LOTTERY TICKET. I also cant wait to Vote. I'm gonna bring my voters card to school, and allllll the ladies are gonna be up on this because politics ROCK!" (Sidenote. Contrary to what most females think, like 98% males don't buy porn on their 18th birthday, because everyone knows you can get it on the internet for free. It's common sense.)
19th Birthday - "Fake ID, welcome to the garbage can. You were kinda pointless, since you had a picture of a middle eastern man on you, and said that I was 6'3, but you and me had some good times attempting to get into bars. Tomorrow i am waltzing into that LCBO and buying one of everything they have. Then I'm gonna buy 32 packs of cigarettes. Then I'm gonna smoke and drink everything that I bought, and then head to the bar. Oh, and while I'm gonna pick up cougars. Yay for me."
20th Birthday- "Well... last year I didn't pick up any cougars, since I was busy throwing up. Well none of that matters. This year is what really matters! THIS YEAR I'M GONNA... oh damn.Wait no. I'm old."
Many people will argue that your 21st birthday is your last great birthday, since you can drink in the USA. I argue, whats so good about the US? If you do something stupid drinking, you have to pay for your hospital visit. Lameeeee.
Basically the problem that I'm facing right now is that I'm trying to balance the joys of my youth with the responsibilities of adulthood.
Trying to balance your education to become an adult while still maintaining the level of randomness and stupidity that goes along with being young is a difficult task indeed. I lost my balance two years ago which resulted in me leaving Nipissing University. Luckily I've had the opportunity to come back to the place and people I love... I'm finding my balance.
So the moral of the story is, find your balance, but please stay young. Before you know it we will all be 30, paying mortgages, making car payments and wondering where all those good times you had in school ever did go. Make sure you have some good drinking stories to tell the grand-kids.
As for me. I should probably be doing my essays to maintain my balance of not failing classes.
Love Cole.
About Me
- Cole fournier
- Im a secondish year Nipp student. I play acoustic music and stuff. You probably know me as that guy who dances rather poorly on the speakers at Wall after too much Porch Crawl.
2 comments:
I hear you. Getting older does mean the end of "young enough to do it anyway" however it does mean that you are now "old enough to know better" which is something, that if used properly, can be flaunted on the later generations; I think that's something to relish.
work hard, play hard.
it's been the key to my remarkable university experience, and i can't emphasize enough how important it is to find balance, as you said.
i believe that the social aspect, and the partying are a pivotal part of the post-secondary experience.
perhaps it's been so important that i've had so much fun, that i too can't help but worry that the best years of my life will come to an end come spring. or maybe, maybe it's just the beginning. maybe life hasn't even started yet.
regardless, i believe staying close friends with one's inner child is the way to go.
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