Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Twenty-one-derful...or is it?

Turning 21 is an interesting thing and I've actually been dreading it for the last few weeks. One of my least favorite things to hear is "You're legal now!" or "Now you can buy alcohol!" Honestly, that doesn't matter to me. I'm not really the type of girl who is going to go out and drink and party. I decided I was skipping my 21st birthday. It's more of a "I'm no longer 20 and not yet 22." I didn't want that pressure of people thinking I'm going to go get drunk on my birthday just because I can now.

On my birthday I went to class, met up with my mom at Starbucks, went to dinner and bought pants at Old Navy for $2.13. That's a pretty darn good birthday present if you ask me. Then at the end of the day I watched the rest of the Rangers game in which they won. Sounds good to me. Some might think it's strange that I wasn't all about going out to party. In fact, I was going to hang out with some friends but things didn't work out and I was a little glad for it. I didn't really want to drink. I just wanted to stay home and relax. I'll go out this weekend, have a few drinks and probably won't be much of a drinker after that.

I can't wait until I'm 22 only for the fact that I will be past this dreaded 21 age and I can move on with my life. I won't be expected to drink because I have just turned 21. We'll see how this year plays out. Maybe I'll just turn into a lush and go crazy. I doubt it.

2 comments:

Lynn Leaming said...

One of the things I have always admired about you is that you have a good head on your shoulders. Glad you enjoyed your day and that you didn't have to give into the pressure to drink. Being that my life was forever changed by the misuse of alchohol, I am in favor of not giving that industry any money, as too many people don't know how to control their intake and anywhere you do it in public you have to drive afterwards, so that makes no sense to me??

teddi said...

:) I support your efforts to live the kind of life you want, not the one others want for you.

And, instead of turning into a lush, you could try turning into slush. That might be more interesting . . . and enjoyable.