I was welcomed to the Quarter-Of-A-Century Club today. How appalling. I mean, I guess in the real scheme of things it's not a big deal to turn 25, but it seemed like a terribly morbid way to wish me a happy birthday. I can't say I'm thrilled about turning 25, though. I'm sort of feeling as though I haven't accomplished much in all the time I've had. Birthdays are such a downer.
I suspect that there are quite a few people out there who are saying "Gosh, you're SUCH a pessimist. You've got years and years to go, little missy!" True, but that doesn't mean that 25 isn't a milestone birthday. If I was really that insane than our society would be quite a bit different than the one I know and love. How often do we see 40-something men going out and buying sports cars to celebrate their midlife crises? Well, if they can do that, then I can do this. If you don't approve, I have just two words for you... SUCK IT.
With the start of a new year of my life, it seemed like an appropriate time to begin a new blog. I haven't written on a blog in like 3 years. My inspiration actually came from an old blog I used to have in college. I found it last night and read some of the entries. I used to write such clever prose. I guess my body isn't the only thing aging... the ol' brain is going, too. Ha. Anyway, I discovered that I actually missed writing to an audience of people whom I neither know nor see.
I just hope that enough interesting things happen to me to keep writing. All I've done lately is update my Facebook status and that requires a whole lot less effort. There's a character limit. This gives me the option to talk endlessly about nothing. Oh dear readers, how I pity you!
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