Being born late in the year is a struggle for a variety of reasons. For example, being the youngest in elementary school was highly irritating because when you’re young all you want to do is be older (but now that we’re in college I think we’d all like to go back to nap time and coloring books). Fast-forward to high school, where being the last to get your license seemed annoying at the time, but having the excuse of not being able to drive somewhere because you legitimately can’t drive was pretty dope now that you think about it.
If you’re born in November or December, your birthday is around the holidays. This is never fun because a good amount of attention that should be focused on you is probably being directed towards holiday prep. I would know — I was born on Thanksgiving, so put the turkey down, Mom, and give thanks to me today!
Also, here at Union, with our trimester system, if you are like me and your birthday is during the end of November, it’s our finals week. I've had a final exam the day before my birthday, the day of my birthday, and the day after my birthday. This makes celebrating a challenging and focusing on finals impossible.
But the worst struggle of being born at the end of the year is answering the question, “What do you mean you’re not 21 yet?!” Yes, sir! I am almost a second-term senior and I am still underage. I am typically asked out to different establishments in which alcohol is frequently consumed, and I must remind people that just because every other senior, some juniors, and even a few sophomores are 21, that doesn’t mean I am too. Then the question quickly changes to, “can you drive us to Beirgarten/ Bombers/Zen?” By the time I turn 21, so many people owe me for being their designated driver that I will be set for the rest of my life.
As hard as it is to try and remain positive about the difficult struggle I deal with on a daily basis the time is approaching, and I will be joining the 21 club, so look out world!
And when all of you b*tches are 30 and I’m still 29, you better believe that I’m going remind you of my youthfulness every goddamn day.
