Twenty third of December brought the sobering realisation that I was now twenty one years old . Alas , the celebrations were not in the manner of a Bacchanalian orgy , but a quiet dinner with family.
While at twenty one , one is expected to be a mature , responsible citizen , I found myself embroiled in a petty squabble with a room-mate . " We have reached a parting of the ways! " , we exclaimed, as we flounced off our separate ways.
Such is life. One hopes to learn from one's experiences . But none of this will matter in the larger scheme of things. One must soldier on , difficult as it may seem.
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