I've been watching the Australian Open these past few days as if I've been a huge fan of the sport all my life. Don't get me wrong -- I wasn't watching it like a poser. I was enjoying the game the way I should have since the entire Torres side has been in to the sport for as long as I can remember.

When I eventually found that Ivanovic, Sharapova and Djokovic are all twenty years old, I started thinking about my life and the things I've done that come at least a little bit close to the extraordinary things they've accomplished. But it isn't just these tennis players that got me thinking about my youth. There are all these passionate people in my faculty that stand out simply because of the things they believe in. All these people seem to have found, chosen and stuck with their passions; the causes that give life to the blood that flows through their veins.

I think 21 is one of those pivotal years, much like 8, 16 and 19. This particular one got me thinking about my youth and whether or not it has been wasted on me. Watching, knowing, and ultimately being inspired by such people just proves all the more that the youth are meant to live extraordinary lives. We are all meant to live extraordinary lives. Although I know that I am meant to live an extraordinary life, the question is, "Am I living one now?" especially since I can proclaim my teenage years history. Every time I think about this, I always feel like I fall a little short because I haven't felt like I've spent myself in anything in a while. But putting all this into perspective has suddenly encouraged me to take on a renewed mission to live that extraordinary life I was meant to.