Not everyone gets the privilege to be writing a paper on their 20th birthday; but as I am a very lucky person, I am doing just that. Though, I still think I will procrastinate until after lunch before I get started.
On a different note, very rarely can I justify for songs to have swears in them. Those songs that drop an F bomb every half a second shows how weak the artist's vocabulary is. When I try to relate this with my teen years, the two words from a song I've been listening to recently describes the last 10 years perfectly. Yes, it is Pink's new song called F*ckin' Perfect. Those would be the two words in which I would use to describe my time as a teenager, and it is completely warranted too. My years as a teen wasn't perfect in the sense that it was flawless, but it was perfect in that everything happened the way it did to make me who I am today. The F bomb in there just puts the emphasis, an adjective - so to speak - on how perfect it was.
Umm, most of my teenage years, I kind of just dreamt them away; almost literally, as I spent a lot of time daydreaming in class, on the car, in my room, etc. Obviously, for someone as young as I am, you can only draw from what you've already lived through; so all I can say right now is that my last 10 years shaped who I am right now.
In terms of this blog, which I created in 2008, this is the third birthday it has lived through. Back in February of 2009, I turned 18 and this is what I had to say at the time. Some friends were nice enough to throw in quite a bit of money to get me the current pair of Nudies I am working on. So, since today marks the two year mark of when I got my Grim Tims, I think I win for longest pair of jeans to go unwashed amongst people that I personally know. But don't get me wrong, just because I haven't washed them doesn't mean I've worn them as much as others have worn theirs. I am still so proud that there is recognition being shown about the whole concept of raw denim - even though most of it is hate. It's kind of funny how I said I'd wash the Tims on the summer of 2010; and look at it now, it's 2011 and I still haven't washed them. Another thing that happened when I turned 18 was when we went to the YMCA to play hockey. It just so happened to be a Saturday that we decided to play hockey, and a Saturday that my birthday decided to fall on. I never intended for that surprise party, which led to the whole hockey playing being kind of a special event for me. I know at least 1 person that wasn't too impressed with that. Haha, but it's all good. Also of note, I believe, is that just a couple days after I became legal, I found God's calling waiting for me; from that point on, my life changed for good.
The day I turned 19, according to my blog, was one of the strangest days I've ever had. I think February of 2010, in general, was just pretty surreal. Right when my birthday rolled around, the Olympics were kicking into full gear. However, according to this blog post, it reminded me of some rather awkward times. It was a Sunday morning, and I was leading worship. From what I remember and my point of view, I was just saying good morning to the congregation, when suddenly I hear Theo counting "1, 2, 3...". The team suddenly starts singing happy birthday. Like, seriously, who does that? LOL. Shortly afterward, someone from Athletes In Action came to share about their ministries because of the success in the soccer camps we ran in the previous few years. During that same sharing, it was mentioned multiple times how the worship team was one of the best she's ever seen and how capable I am of being a soccer coach for the summer camps. I wasn't even going to apply for the job because I applied the year before and realized how under-qualified I was. But I was called out so much, I was pretty much forced to apply because the idea of me getting the job was sold quite well to the entire congregation. Low and behold, I didn't get the job again. When I found out, I was rather bitter about it because how can you go so far to hype someone up and then go, "oh nevermind, we don't want you." Of course, I was extremely disappointed; but a few weeks later, I found out that the coordinator was actually pushing very hard to get me the job; however, due to my lack of involvement in soccer in the last few years, I wasn't able to keep up. Just a note to what that means, is that I stopped playing soccer seriously after grade 10.
I've only mentioned my birthdays post-high school, because that was when I started this blog. And let's face it, most of my high school days are rather forgettable. So, I guess that is how I had spent my last two birthdays. I've mentioned before that the last 3 or 4 years have been insanely huge for me in terms of growth. I'm so thankful for everyone of you that have been part of my life; and I will probably never be able to let go of the attachment that I have for everyone. I am just a result of the awesome that I was surrounded with by the people I know.
Thanks boss.
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