Upon the end of my 33rd year

Today is my 33rd birthday and the start of my 34th year on this planet called Earth. I have: 

• lived in 4 states
• had 6 US Presidents
• despised the feel of velvet til the end of time 
• graduated High School
• had 1 pet
• acquired 5 nephews and nieces
• lost two grandparents
• had 6 jobs
• finally got the correct neurological diagnosis after 2 inaccurate ones
• gone to Horse Camp
• been a Girl Scout
• lived with both siblings’ families and my mother (and briefly my father)
• gone to Prom
• had my taste buds get even pickier over time
• took some college classes
• gotten into a couple auto accident
• never broken a bone (at least that I know of)
• had many fandoms that I was obsessed with
• made many friends who I sadly never get to hang out with

But I still don’t understand: Taxes, lawyer speak, medical speak, financial speak, why people keep putting garlic on things, the rich getting richer and not caring about the poorer, the 40hr work week and crap minimum wage, the price of living in this country,  why sites seem to hate their userbase, judging people based on race/religion/gender/sexuality/color, why restaurants don’t understand that plain means no garnish, the lack of personally tailored education and so many other things.

So as I start my next year of life I will endeavor to understand some of these, accept others and hope that the rest get better with time. (and protest if they don’t). Here’s to another year on this planet we call Earth (takes a shot of Diet Coke)