I mean, it’s kinda true right?
This post is gonna be a rather chatty one. Well, most of my posts are quite chatty aren’t they?
This post was inspired by something I tweeted, (my twitter will be linked at the bottom of this post…#NotAPromo #KindaAPromo #SorryNotSorry) that went along the lines of:
I can’t wait until I’m sixteen! I feel like that’s the perfect age to…exist?
And…isn’t it? For me, sixteen is the age where your life becomes more actionpacked, you start to have more of a purpose than just going to school, coming home. You can make more of your own choices, you can work, you can learn how to drive…it’s the age of freedom! The perfect balance of young and old.
I’m just excited to reach that age, for so many reasons. For one I’d hopefully have my own money to buy things for me, hopefully I’ll learn how to drive and have my own car as soon as I can, hopefully I can travel and do exciting things out and about.
Because right now, at the tender age of 14, I feel stuck. I don’t really know who I am, what my purpose is, what I want to do in life, even my clothing style! Oh, and don’t get me started with makeup. I’m a lost cause, a small human with no direction, no ambition, no adventure in life. And hopefully, hopefully, once I’m sixteen I’ll have those things.
Also, at sixteen I would have left my secondary school in June (is it June or early July?) after GCSE’s. I would have finally escaped my horrid school, and moved on (hopefully with amazing GCSE results) to sixth form to do my A-Levels! I can’t wait for that fresh start in a new environment since it’s very likely I’ll be going to a new sixth form college near me. I can reinvent myself there, make new friends that are more like me and oh man I can’t wait. Honestly.
But most of all, I want sixteen year old me to be happy. Happy with my own life. Referring to this post, I’m hoping all of that would be sorted with so I could live my life without restrictions. God I’d be one happy person if all that was sorted! Wouldn’t be able to describe my happiness if that happened. When that happens. When. Gotta have hope!
So, for me as a 14 year old, I believe life begins at 16. I have high hopes! As for all you sixteen, or even 17 year olds out there, does life begin at that age? Do you agree with me? And as for all my fellow 14 year olds (and 15 year olds!), are you excited to hit sweet sixteen? See! Turning 16 is so special it has it’s own name!
I hope you enjoyed that little post, I’ve been writing quite chunky posts lately and it was nice to write a cute little post for you all. As I’m writing this, it’s the day before I go back to school and I’m dreading it immensely. The soul crushing moment where I turn all my horrifyingly early alarms back on…I can literally feel the happiness draining out of me! Goodbye lie-ins, goodbye daytime TV, goodbye binge watching sessions….
I’m calm. I’m calm.
A message to everyone going back to school: GOOD LUCK, it’ll be over soon! Oh and I think mock exams are happening soon, for GCSE and A-Levels? If so, another special GOOD LUCK and I’m sending strength your way. You can do it!
Until the next post!
– All The Jazz