Official Start Time:8:45 p.m.
Date:1/22/09
Official End Time: 9:30 p.m.
It seems that as I get older that my body doesn't seem fit for the mind I have. I often feel like I am an adult that is trapped in the body of a teenager who wishes he could take the world by storm but is constricted by the age and financial capabilities he is equipped with. Materialistic things seem to lose their importance as the days go on as things that I use to care about so much seem to have no affect on me anymore. For instance, I use to care so much about Thanksgiving and Christmas. Now I feel that they're just another day and that life is more about working hard towards a brighter future.
The chapters of my childhood official came to an end today when I realized how my life and the environment I have been exposed to has prepared me for a world that doesn't care about the materialistic fruits of life. I was over a friend's house when he asked me, "Do you know what you got for your birthday?" I answer very simply, "I don't know, I haven't been home yet." He was shocked. The impact those words had on me on the other hand was what closed the chapters of my childhood.
I began to realize that I never really had what you classify as your typical birthday. I've never had a birthday party and nor have I ever wanted one. I never ask for a present and typically try not to tell others that its my birthday. In most cases it because I think they would take it as now I have to get you a gift. That they really don't care enough to remember the day yet alone buy you a gift.
"How can one miss what one has never had?"
All my birthdays are typically like this and I'm sad to accept my life as a child is finally over. I'm not sure what I have to look forward to as an "adult" now. I guess I'll just look forward to work and the day-in, day-out routine that seems to plague everyone over the age of 24. I'm still optimistic but its hard seeing the silver lining when your whole life has prepare you for the bumpy road ahead. But that's another jar of worms for another day.
Sincerely, Hector Guzman
Date:1/22/09
Official End Time: 9:30 p.m.
It seems that as I get older that my body doesn't seem fit for the mind I have. I often feel like I am an adult that is trapped in the body of a teenager who wishes he could take the world by storm but is constricted by the age and financial capabilities he is equipped with. Materialistic things seem to lose their importance as the days go on as things that I use to care about so much seem to have no affect on me anymore. For instance, I use to care so much about Thanksgiving and Christmas. Now I feel that they're just another day and that life is more about working hard towards a brighter future.
The chapters of my childhood official came to an end today when I realized how my life and the environment I have been exposed to has prepared me for a world that doesn't care about the materialistic fruits of life. I was over a friend's house when he asked me, "Do you know what you got for your birthday?" I answer very simply, "I don't know, I haven't been home yet." He was shocked. The impact those words had on me on the other hand was what closed the chapters of my childhood.
I began to realize that I never really had what you classify as your typical birthday. I've never had a birthday party and nor have I ever wanted one. I never ask for a present and typically try not to tell others that its my birthday. In most cases it because I think they would take it as now I have to get you a gift. That they really don't care enough to remember the day yet alone buy you a gift.
"How can one miss what one has never had?"
All my birthdays are typically like this and I'm sad to accept my life as a child is finally over. I'm not sure what I have to look forward to as an "adult" now. I guess I'll just look forward to work and the day-in, day-out routine that seems to plague everyone over the age of 24. I'm still optimistic but its hard seeing the silver lining when your whole life has prepare you for the bumpy road ahead. But that's another jar of worms for another day.
Sincerely, Hector Guzman
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