#12 | Twenty

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One week ago, I left the teenage world and turned twenty. It's both an amazing and sad thing. It's amazing because well, I love my birthdays. I don't know why. Especially since last year, I spent it at a hospital so this year I wanted it to be more special. I guess it's only once a year a person can feel special, the 364 other days will just be ordinary days. It's the only day wherein everyone remembers to text you, post a comment on your Facebook wall, tweet you a hilarious photo you'd like or post a collage of your memories on Instagram. I know that not all of these are sincere; I can only count by the fingers. Nevertheless, it still gives you a good feeling. I guess it's sad because I've gotten older. Although it's strange because I don't even feel twenty. It doesn't feel like it. What I've felt when I was nineteen, I still feel now.  But what I miss about being younger is that during your birthday, you would get a lot of gifts nicely wrapped and stuff like that. And everyone gave you gifts. Now it's just comments and photo collages. I guess that tradition eventually disappears as you get older; in my case, I think it stopped when I turned eighteen and celebrated my debut.

However, I'm still thankful for twenty years of blessings. Throughout those years I've experienced so much more than a normal twenty year old should experience... Things about love, family, friendship, school. I'm thankful because I got to experience these at an early age because then when I get older, I'll already be familiar with handling these situations. So yay, thank you for another year! :-)

-M