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article.[The Age Of Reason]


I’ve come to conclude that I’m grown, yet am no where near an adult. I turned 18, graduated high school, went to college, got a job, turned 21, and soon will be glaring college graduation in the eye. (Those were just the very bland grown-up related low-lights; I do know how to have fun!) I am scared to death!

The last three years have been a waste of my time; I’m just being honest. I really don’t understand the hype of college? Really though, is it necessary to drain us of any and all monetary possession as we know it? I only eat dinner after 11PM because that’s when I can get food for half price; as for getting places: if the Port Authority doesn’t travel there, neither do I! The money we waste in these four years will be a monkey on our backs for the next 20 years! And then the work load! I am an engineering major; our freshman engineering head was not shy about announcing, “We designed this curriculum so people would fail. We don’t want you to go out and have fun, so we only give you work to keep you busy. We expect a drop in enrollment in this school every semester.” Nice. I don’t know why I stuck with it, probably because it would have been more of a hassle picking a new major. And finally, in these last three glorious years I have been a “dedicated” intern. I “work” at least 15 hours a week; I use work and dedicated loosely, as the only stipulations require me to be at my desk during the hours I say I will be. I mean it is an easy job and the pay is great, but those are 15 hours I could have spent napping, doing group work, or not sitting at a desk where Facebook is blocked. Then there are the other 4 months of the year I spend at home. I wish I got paid by the hour there too because I should have been able to retire when I was 12! In all fairness, it has been my mom in I living in our house for the last 6 years; one that requires lawn mowing, gardening, housework, etc. But, we all understand the uncomfortableness of moving back home after being on your own and it never gets easier.

I never make a bet unless I’m pretty sure I’ll win it. This weekend my sister bet me that I will get married at an age younger than she did; she was married last year at 25. Kel, I apologize, but HAHAHAHA! Honestly, what were you thinking? I haven’t had a boyfriend since 7th grade; I hardly even count him except to say I did have one. I have tons of male friends & have dated, but I’m a girl who isn’t a huge fan of wasting my own time. If I can’t spend more than a few hours with you without getting annoyed, why should I date you and commit myself to countless hours of torment and aggravation? Thus, I doubt I’ll have a (steady) boyfriend, a rock, a wedding planner, and a husband in four years. So no husband, but the next step in life is a baby. Do I plan a baby? Get outta town! I’ve always said I hated kids, but it’s more like a strong dislike for the neediness and chatter. I was babysitting my two younger cousins recently, 1 ½ and 4 years old, and I could not wait for my aunt and uncle to get home. I’m a great babysitter: I color, chase, play, dress up, change diapers, cook, you name it I do it, but when the parents are home I’m out of there ASAP! This time though, I really was just so annoyed; I could never imagine being a single mom. I KNOW I’m not ready for that!

I bought a dog? So I know I’m not ready for the major steps in being an adult, but I did get a puppy! (We joke she’s growing up in a single parent household.) She’s adorable, but definitely enough responsibility to make me feel like I’ve grown up 5 years this month. I get up during the night with her like she’s a baby; she needs to be played with and constant attention. Luckily, she loves napping too so we’re a perfect match!

So I’m grown. I do grown women things: I can drink martinis, wear stilettos, stay out late, and the only person I have to answer to is my roommate, and all she wants is the juicy details from the night! I shop at grown women stores: I’m a huge fan of the organic isles in Giant Eagle (haha!) But, I am no where near an adult or ready to grow-up. But really, who needs too?

“30’s the new 20 // I’m so hot still” - Jay-Z



Until next time, Live your life to the fullest.....