Yesterday was the big TWO-OH. I sort of feel like I'm actually an adult now. But only just an eeeeeensy weeeensy bit.
Spent the day at Lake Tanwax:
I have to admit how pathetic I am, here. Although I was successful at standing up on the wakeboard, my entire body is sore from it. Guess it's time to hit the gym! And I have some gnarly battle wounds from elbowing myself.
The evening was spent longboarding with my best bros along the Tacoma waterfront.
...yeah, I said bros. We were longboarding, okay? I'm a sk8er 4 lyfe.
It feels so odd that I'm 20. To me that seems a lot more grown up than 18 ever did. I've never been afraid of aging, I mean I can't wait until I'm old and have hopefully learned a thing or two. But at the same time, it is a little terrifying realizing that I'm getting closer to making some really big decisions and having some really big changes in my life (school, career, relationships, etc.) I'm starting to get to the age where I feel like I should have a lot more figured out than I do so far. Does anyone ever truly feel like they have things figured out? What is that golden age?
I don't think it exists. And if it does, 20 is certainly not it.
I don't think it exists. And if it does, 20 is certainly not it.
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