Last day of being a teenager

Whenever anyone finds out that it's my birthday tomorrow, they always ask what I wish for. Perhaps it's customary and perhaps they genuinely think that everyone constantly has something they want, something tangible, something material. Lately, I've been contemplating: if I were to die tomorrow, is there anything I would particularly emphasize on as being lacking in my life? A good boyfriend says Foz. Perhaps... But after spending some time thinking about it, if I were to die tomorrow, I believe I'd die satisfied and content.

It just so happened that mom and I had a conversation today akin to this topic. We came to the conclusion that I've seen it, been there and done it all in comparison to most three times my age. In that sense, I've always been extremely lucky. There is nothing I lack and not much I seek. If I want something, it's more or less a passing phase. If unfulfilled, it is unlikely to leave me excessively distressed in any shape or form.

I have often been questioned about why I accept the consequences of choices others have chosen for me: my degree, my resident country over the holidays, etc. I used to think - what is a little grievance to make others happy when I have been given the world and more? But now I know and how I wish I could be as selfless as the statement portrays me to be but truthfully, it is easier to have other people make decisions for you when you have no notion of which direction you are headed in.

At the end of the day, the ungrateful wretch in me hangs her head shamefully for she knows, better than all, that the choices made were those made with her best interest in mind. Thus, this birthday, I wish for nothing except to thank all those who have touched my life and aided me to grow, given me opportunities to venture forth and experience what the world has to offer. May you always light my path and guide me in the right direction as I walk through and learn from the jungle of politics, challenges, false successes and my very worst enemy: myself.

Thank you all...