That's it. I said it. It's two thousand and thirteen, and I'm almost twenty years old. I know, I feel like I shouldn't be saying that. I'm still young and (kind of) immature. I should last out my youth cause I only have this one life to live it to the fullest.
There are two reasons why I have said that cursed phrase. Uno, the past year and a half, I think I have made up my living life to the fullest. Enough to make my high school and college years happy. I mean, I think I have more stories than most twenty year olds that I know, however, I know some interesting people so then again no. That's not the point though, the point is, I lived my life to the fullest and yeah I am only just about twenty, but I am ready to settle down a bit. I won't stop living my twenty's out to their full potential... it's the way I'm going to be living my twenty's to their full potential.
And Deux, I feel like embracing my inner adult, I will be able to feel like I'm doing something in the world. I feel like getting a job and having to pay my own bills like garabage and water and grocery shopping on my own! Paying rent and going into debt and living by scraps and bottles of wine some months, I feel like it will help me grow as a person. Being able to complain about life and having something to actually complain about would be amazing!
I know that's not what a lot of people have in mind--not as eloquent as people want their adult lives to be. Yet, for me I feel like it could open my eyes and I could have a reason to pursue what I want, so that I can reach a state of happiness in what I'm doing. I've been skating through life for too long now and I'm done.
I want to do me. I want to...
Grow up.
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