As much as I’m looking forward to my seventeenth birthday, which comes up in three days, I feel a large part of me wanting to stay sixteen. I miss all the fun times that I’ve had in life; the moments of laughter and joy. However, there are some particular moments in my life that I do regret; moments that if I could go back in time to right the events that led to disappointment I definitely would. But you know what? There’s no rewind button in life. There’s also no stop or pause button. Because the truth is even if you think you’re in total control of your own life, life often shows that it can still do whatever it wants to you. So, the best to do is just move on and, like I’ve said before, live each moment like it’s my last.
For me, turning seventeen means I’ve got one more year before I reach, what my Resource teacher calls, the age of majority. Not only do you get to do more fun things when you’re eighteen than when you were a considered a minor, you also hold more and more responsibility. Hence, why I titled this column “One Year Older Towards More Responsibility”. You see, life isn’t just fun and games. Turning seventeen to me means the bag of responsibility will become heavier on my shoulder. It means I have to be ready to accept any challenges that come my way. The choices I make will mean the difference between bringing home my first pay check to support my family or being a disgrace. And although my mind doesn’t like accepting all that, it’s got no choice whatsoever. You see, the one thing about myself that I’m most proud of is even though I can be a lazy bum and not want to do what I’m supposed to do, I continue to bear in mind what my parents expect of me and I use that to push myself forward in determination to better myself. In fact, referencing my “Follow-Up: Asians, Parents, And Success” post, it’s not just the parental guide that matters. This is real life. This is preparation for the real world. And I recognize that.