i am 21, have physiologically been three different people (skin supposedly cycles over a span of 7 years), and would like to think i have evolved, at least a little. i've fallen in love four times, fallen out of love two times, made some friends, lost some friends, and found some of them again. i've graduated kindergarten, first grade, second grade, third grade, and so on through high school, and i'm graduating college next quarter. i've gotten freaknasty schwasted, done a lot of drugs, had my fair share of casual sex and even more servings of intimate sex. i've contracted nothing, and have survived this far baby-free. i've learned about the ins-and-outs of the media, stereotypes, and advertising (none of which can i apply in the real world), watched porn in my experimental film class, and stood naked a-top of a bus bench in hillcrest with black-painted cardboard censors over my goodies. i've met people who inspire me, and people who truly make me happy. i've also met people who make me wonder what they think about every day (if anything at all), because i swear their brain is simply a waste of a good skull. i've processed book requests, made boba drinks, created bullshit promotions for an advertising firm, and taught darkroom photography to kids who are probably too young to be exposed to silver nitrate. i've seen the ocean and a good amount of america, of the world, even. i've lied i've cheated, i've laughed, i've cried, but really, who the fuck hasn't. i've gotten through things i thought i'd never get through, and i've half-assed my way through my entire education.
the next chapter will be art school at the age of 22, and art school graduation at the age of 26. barbara rubin opened up the concept of sexuality to the film empire at the age of 19. people get nominated for oscar awards at the age of 9. motherfucking hannah montana is god-knows-how-young, and although i would never trade places with her, she has a fan base bigger than i'll ever have. people change the world before they can even change their minds, and here i am wasting away into the oblivion of old age. sure, i'll have a degree in a few months, but in the social sciences, a degree is just a stupid piece of paper that shows people you've conformed to the institutions of education, spent $80,000, and slaved away, cramming and shitting out information you'll never need. if i turn 30 and i'm still blogging, i'll post my address, and you have permission to put a gun to my head to motivate me.
i guess the way people live now, 21 is the new 16, but seriously, what the FUCK have i done with my life?
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