"The more things change, the more things stay the same." According to the internet, this saying is a translation from a line written by the French author Jean Baptiste Alphonse Karr. It is also a Bon Jovi song. If Bon Jovi sings about it, it MUST be true.
Here are a few examples of that truth for me:
At 38 I still have acne, more than I had as a teenager. I call total B.S. on this.
In high school, I declared the 3 worst things to shop for were swimsuits, jeans, and formal dresses. This still holds true today. Nothing has changed, except the latitude and longitude of certain body parts.
Eyebrows are still an issue. At 18, I was hesitant to pluck my brows, for fear of going overboard. I cleaned up the area under the brow a tiny bit. Now, I pluck stray eyebrow hair, while other sections of my eyebrows seem to be thinning. Oh and don't forget the random white hairs springing up in my brows. What is up with that??
18 year old me and 38 year old me still think I look weird wearing lip stick.
I naively thought PMS would somehow ease up when I got older. WRONG.
I still have a curfew, and it is still 11:00 pm. At 38 my parents don't yell at me if I miss curfew, my body does.
Hanging out with my BFF still gets me in trouble on the weekends, only now, it is because I am up way past curfew (see above) talking to her on the phone, instead of staying out late cruising.
I still get homesick.
At 18, making new friends on my college campus was very intimidating. I can say the same at 38 of the neighborhood playground.
Instead of raiding my Dad's jar of change for money to tip the pizza guy, I raid my kid's piggy bank.
Time is a crazy thing, isn't it? I still feel 18, well except for the days after I am up too late..then I feel every bit of 38...