19 in 23!

I have 23 minutes left of being 18 (well, not exactly but for simplicity's sake, let's just pretend I automatically age at midnight).

What's changed since January 25, 2009?

• I don't feel particularly older or wiser. Quite the opposite actually. Last year, I had 4 wisdom teeth and this year I have none. Symbolic? I should hope not.
• More accomplished? Maybe. I am now a suffering member of j-school. That's got to count for something. I've definitely lost more sleep. I've been published! Not too shabby.
• Less ignorant. Well I haven't been religiously reading news for nothing. Now I'm more worldly. For instance, did you know a Montreal man killed his partner and hid him in a suitcase?
• Healthier? Ha! Well I suppose I'm making good use of Carleton's athletic facilities, though the same can be said about the many Tim Hortons. I support the industries.
• More mature and sophisticated. Oh, most definitely. By the way, your gluteus is plenty maximus.

So I guess there's been a little change over the year, although I don't know if I like the word "change." It's so arbitrary, so ominous. The winds of change! Beware! I prefer to think of it as a...slow fermentation of the essence that is Veronica Tang. Don't you worry. Like a giant wheel of cheese, I get better with age.