I’m turning 21 in … just a little bit more than 24 hours. Its ridiculous. I’m not 21. I’ve never even had a chance to really use my fake ID. Its gotten me a couple of drinks a couple of places, but I always feel like a spy using a fake passport. Still makes me nervous.
Somehow, there is nothing romantic about using one’s own ID. Nothing romantic about being able to go wherever I want. Even though I don’t really like drinking that much, I’m kind of excited. I like margaritas. They’re good.
I feel old. What the hell have I been doing since I turned 18? Playing with airplanes? Has it really been three years?
How to celebrate… I thought about having a party… but that seems so bourgouis. I could have parties when I was under 21. This birthday, time to hit the town.
Ah. Scattered thoughts today. Not my normal organized musings.
Joshua Ziering
It’s been a while. Like… 11 Months 22 days. I can’t really say why I stopped writing… Maybe it was working full time? Maybe it was both sleeping full time and working full time. I don’t know. I’ve felt compelled to start writing again. I felt like when I was keeping my blog, exciting, interesting things were happening to me. Since I’ve stopped writing, I can’t think of anything really exciting or interesting.
That’s actually not entirely true. I’ve been given my 15 minutes of fame, and appeared on national network television. I still haven’t written about it.
I’ve been to Vegas, California, Ohio, Oklahoma, and New York. Lots of traveling has transcended. I’ve met all kinds of crazy different people. I’ve gained a lot of perspective in the past year. Enough perspective to know I have to go back to school. Not sure why. Not sure for what, but I start Chandler/Gilbert Community college Jan 15. I turn 21 in a week. So in many way, I’m living the “last days of freedom”. I dont entirely feel that is true, because I think school will enrich my life. It’ll give me direction and purpose. This way I wont end up fixing computers or whoring myself out equally degrading.
Joshua Ziering