It’s our last day in Italy and my last day as a minor. There is only 5 minutes left in the day and our flight is in 5 hours. My friend messaged me to meet her at the beach in front of the hotel. As soon as I reach the water, I hear people start singing “Happy Birthday to You…Happy Birthday to You”. I turn around and in front of me stood all my friends with big smiles by a bonfire. It is then that I reminisce my first day of high school. And it scares me. It scares me because it was a time where I didn’t know any of these people that stand before me . It was a time where I didn’t have a single clue on how high school worked. Is the work more demanding? Are the classes harder? Who would I sit with at lunch? But the crazy thing is that I would soon experience this all over again in the next four months. It will be my first day of school and I will be labeled as a freshman again. Turning 18 is just the beginning of my adult life and my college life. I would have more responsibilities and more work along the way. My friends will be moving away to their dorms and I will be continuing my life at Baruch. Everything is happening so fast. I feel like I can’t keep up. But never mind that for now, it’s my 18th birthday.
