It must be love, oh love!

[vergessenmich]

So now I am officially 20. The big 2-0. I’ve learned a lot over the past 2 decades. How to tie my shoes, ride a bike, fall in love, fall out of love, to laugh, to cry, enjoy a good movie, and everything else in-between. I can’t say that everything has been an enjoyable experience. Freshman and sophomore year of high school…well, let’s just say I would like to take those bits out. But through it all, I’ve come to enjoy my life. I’ve come to realize that life is not all that you expect it to be. I never expected to fall in love with the man I did. And I never expected him to fall in love with me. (And I still wonder how that was ever possible.) I’ve learned to be a good friend. I’ve also learned what a good friend means to me. And what a shitty friend means. I’ve had a few of those.

I guess this is one of those sentimental posts that gets all weepy and emotional, but I guess you need a few of those every now and again to appreciate the bad times. They say that this is the most exciting time of my life, the roaring 20s. But shouldn’t every decade be exciting? Even so, I guess I have a new chance to make this new decade and all the rest worthwhile. I’m happy for that chance. And above all, I’m just happy to be out of the awkward teenage years. :) Always a good thing.

"The secret of life is to appreciate the pleasure of being terribly, terribly deceived."
-Oscar Wilde (1854 - 1900), A Woman of No Importance, Act 3