Thoughts On Finally Turning Eighteen

I know. I know. I KNOW.

It's been more than a month since I've last posted. Some of you might be wondering where I might have vanished. 

Worry not, dear readers (or viewers) I'm back with my snarky, neurotic rambling. 

Things have been extremely hectic lately. I've been swamped, I tell you, with projects, internal assessments, fests and other stuff. I simply haven't had the time to sit in front of my computer desk and write

Okay, and I just found out that I have my semester end exams in a matter of mere thirty days.

Whoopie-doodle-doo.

But anyways, all of that is completely irrelevant.

What matters is this:

I'm turning eighteen. In almost two weeks' time.

Damn, it feels like merely few days when I was a skinny, ratty, scabby-kneed eight-year-old celebrating her birthday wearing a posh, frilly hat and a Zorro-esque mask!

So much has happened since then. I met so many people - so many new relatives, so many new friends and so many new people-I-don't-like-but-I-have-to-socialize-because-the-rules-of-society-force-me-to. I grew a lot taller, a bit fatter, got my teeth straightened out, got and lost acne.

As I sit here and take it in all, I feel so... weird.

I mean, how could ten years pass by so quickly?

Now that I think about it, I realize that I've changed so much. Inside and outside.

I used to be a scrawny kid, who hated being lonely and isolated. I used to literally bounce with a ridiculous amount of energy. I used to talk a lot and I used to really get sad when someone passed a harsh comment.

But now, that energy within me has subdued considerably. I still talk a lot, but I am like that in front of my friends, acquaintances and my immediate family. Around certain relatives and friends? I don't talk, at all.

Gosh.

I'm finally going to become an adult.

I am finally going to learn how to drive my dad's Hyundai i10. I'm going to slam it onto a lot of gates, a lot of fancy cars in the vicinity. I'm going to get whacked on the head multiple times by my said father. I'm sure he'd say in his high tenor, "Focus you silly girl. Stop dreaming!"

I'm finally going to get the power to VOTE. I'm finally old enough to understand and express my own opinions as a citizen of the Republic Of India. I'm finally old enough to 'decide who's the right leader for my nation and who's not.'

Heck, I'm going to be eligible to be a political leader myself.

(Which I'd love to be, but only after I get proper education and life experiences though)

I am going to be old enough to work. I am going to be old enough to make a proper bank account and get a proper credit card. I am going to be old enough to buy and sell shares.

Goodness gracious, in some countries, I am old enough to drink.

(Which I won't because I simply don't think drinking is 'all that fancy')

I am going to be old enough to do a lot of things.

But somehow, deep down, I still feel like jumping up and down the bed and running about. I still feel like chattering my time away. I still want to be mollycoddled and adored by the adults. I still feel like laughing out loud in glee. I still want to play those childish hide-and-seek games with my cousins. I still feel like imagining different worlds and realms and situations, kicking my soft pillow as well. I still feel like this messy little eight-year-old.

Yet, I don't think I'll be able to do a lot of things because hey, I'm older. I'm supposed to be the wise one. I've got two little cousin sisters who (as silly and presumptuous as it may sound) look up to me. I'm supposed to be the one making the decisions of my life and be the adult that I never really had interest in being.

The prospect of adulthood thrills me but it scares me at the same time.

It's like, I was this little caterpillar when I was born. I was green, tiny and insignificant. Then, around the time I was nine, I got wrapped around in a cocoon. I was cozily in there for nine whole years and now, nine years later, I'm ready to break away from the seams - ready to soar as a vibrant butterfly.

However... am I really prepared to break away from the seams of the cocoon?

Much love,

Archie

P.S. I know I'm too hideous to be a butterfly. But it serves as a pretty kickass simile, does it not?




Comments

  1. Ah the big 18th! Happy birthday for next week Archie! Where I live you would be allowed to drink, and since drinking is a seriously big part of our culture that's probably the biggest part of turning 18 - not that I'd know since I'm 15. 18 sounds so scary and aren't you brave for facing up to it. Have fun being an official adult!! x

    -M
    The Life of Little Me

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    1. I am actually not that brave enough for facing it. Excited like a little kid, maybe. But I am REALLY scared. Like sh*t scared. But deep down, I really want to stay a kid.
      15, strangely, was one of the best years of my life and I grew up so much, that time!
      Stay awesome as ever,
      Much love,
      Archie <3

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  2. 18 feels so far away, but I know it's only two years, and a little over three weeks. Looking back seems so strange, so far off, but I'm not even 16 yet, I haven't lived a quarter of my life potential.
    Humans are funny things, we develop so much in such small amounts of time
    Happy birthday if you don't get the chance to blog before then x
    Stay amazing as always,
    Eve @ Pen & Key <3

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    1. Thank you so much, Eve! Happy sixteenth birthday in advance! Live your life to the fullest! :D
      Stay awesome as ever,
      Much love,
      Archie <3

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  3. Yep I remember turning 18. Crazy year... funny how once society sees us as "adults" we decide to do the same.

    Also a good time to update your bio then :) Happy Birthday and I hope you have as much adventure as an 18 year old should xx

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    1. Zeebs! It's been a long time since I heard from you!
      Thank you so much for your birthday wishes and thank you for reminding me to update my bio! :P It's been two years since I updated it! :')
      Stay awesome as ever,
      Much love,
      Archie <3

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  4. 18 is nothing, but I know it changes everything. You don't to worry just yet.

    / Avy
    http://MyMotherFuckedMickJagger.blogspot.com




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    1. Thank you so much, Avy!
      Stay awesome as ever,
      Much love,
      Archie <3

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  5. I'm about to turn 18 too and I'm freaking out. I feel like I'm not ready to take responsibility for myself. o-o

    xx Nicole Rose // Express Yourself

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    1. Haha! Good luck with turning 18, Nicole! I look forward to hearing more from you! :D
      Stay awesome as ever,
      Much love,
      Archie <3

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  6. I turned 18 two months ago and it's the weirdest thing EVER. I love your little thoughts here, and your excitement, your fear, your anxiety about finally being legal, and I wish you all the best in your endeavours. I'm sure you're beautiful, so that metaphor serves its purpose completely.

    May | THE MAYDEN

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    1. Hey May!
      Thank you so much! I look forward to hearing more from you! :D
      Stay awesome as ever,
      Much love,
      Archie <3

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    1. Hello Dear Archie,
      Allow me to wish you a very happy pre-less than two weeks birthday then!

      Indeed, time jostles by so quickly and you keep wondering if it had harm anyone to simply jolt back in time, especially the beautiful days of 'infancy'. Hmm..
      :))

      Have a great time,
      Love,
      Always!
      Iam.

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    2. Hiii Iam!
      Thank you so much for your wishes! Long time since I last heard from you!!
      Stay awesome as ever,
      Much love,
      Archie <3

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    3. Indeed a very long time!
      I think that I'll catch you only on the 7th of November now. My End of Year exams are kick-starting soon and they are truly decisive. I hope that we'll be able to come up with more interactions, I really look forward to them.

      Until then.
      God Bless!
      Iam ;)

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