You’ll have to excuse me this week. On my commute to school yesterday morning I realized that, a very short week from now, I will no longer be a teenager. I’m still in shock.
Next Monday I will have lived 20 years of my life. That’s about a quarter of my life, if you go by the average life expectancy of a male in Canada. Every time it comes up, that I will be turning 20, I have exactly the same reaction:
“That’s just weird.”
This realization has had me reflecting on what I’ve done with the first 20 years of my life. Of course, this being part of the earlier (fingers crossed) part of my life, the highlights aren’t that unique.
I spent quite a few years honing my musical abilities, graduated from (the best high school in Canada. Don’t fight me on this. We had students who talked to the walls…to the walls) Canterbury High School and attended Humber College briefly to continue my musical studies in one of the top performance programs in North America.
While on paper this doesn’t seem to amount to much, these events shaped who I currently am. Studying music introduced me to a lot of opportunities, the most prominent being Canterbury’s arts program. It was there that I gained my love for the urban life and cultural experiences and my hatred of bad transit systems and the Ottawa Senators. Why do you need to be at the arena three hours before the game even begins, people?! I just wanted to get home in an hour! Was that too much to ask?
Anyway, my admission to Humber meant my move to Toronto, perhaps my favourite experience of the past 20 years. While it didn’t stick, due to educational reasons, returning to Toronto is currently one of the things that drives me to do well.
Now in my “first” year of post-secondary education, in Carleton University’s journalism program, I am honing different skills while creating new opportunities for myself. Nothing groundbreaking, but it’ll do for now.
So, now that I have lived nearly a fifth of my life (I’ve decided to be optimistic), I thought I would come up with a tentative bucket list.
First things first: complete a degree. It doesn’t have to be in my current program; I just want one of those expensive pieces of paper.
Second: become successful in at least one form of online media. This could be anything from my own personal blog to reviving my YouTube account.
Third: live in Toronto again. This also goes together with my other goals of living in New York for a period as well as pretty much anywhere in Europe.
Fourth: write a novel. I haven’t done much in terms of writing fiction or anything longer than 10 pages, but I feel like I always have ideas running around in my head; I just never write them down.
Of course, this is not an exhaustive list. In fact, whenever I start a list it just tends to grow on its own. Probably not the best practice when it comes to a list of things I want to do before my time on this planet is through, but it can’t be helped. There is always something new to do.
My biggest regret about turning 20, however, is the fact that I will never again be a teenager. It’s almost like it was an excuse to get away with pretty much anything and pretty soon I’ll be forced into responsibility. Oh well, I’ve heard that for most people the 20-somethings were the best time of their life.
Wish me luck and hopefully I’ll live another 20 years. That would be nice.