Yes, I am a 90’s kid! And trust me when I say it, it’s quite weird being ‘me’ in 2017. I am in my mid 20’s and living away from my parents because it turns out I need money to buy stuff and the Monopoly ones don’t work anymore. It’s been almost 9 years since I learned how to Facebook, and I still freeze while answering the iconic question it asks me. What is on my mind anyway? I don’t think my “real” friends on Facebook want to know that. Unless they are really interested in what I am going to have in evening snack, dinner, late night snack, & of course mid-night snack or if they want to know my plans for the coming weekend which eventually I am going to cancel.
Being a 90’s born in today’s world is confusing AF (meaning of which I had to google and by that time it was already passé). Not knowing anything about adulting which is expected of 26-year-old me. Running away from responsibilities only to realize It’s too late. It’s too late to go home carefree and enjoy all the attention being given, because now I am not settled enough for my neighbours and relatives. And on top of that I have the audacity to ramble about my professional accomplishments. Birthdays are not fun either. Since it just adds another year to my already confusing age.
Being a 90’s kid in 2017 is ironic. I am independent financially; however, spending those finances depend on a lot of other factors. I am all prepared for a vacation, but the pending work on my desk says otherwise. While most of my days start with a motivated & go-getter attitude towards work, there are days when I just want to cuddle in a blanket with my head on my Mom’s lap, talking about anything and everything with her.
Well, being me is not easy, but I am still the best version of me till date!