On becoming 22...

I never quite understood what adulthood was. I still don't think I quite understand it. But I can tell you what I have learned thus far: Being an adult is paying companies located in mysterious locations most of your paycheck. Which really isn't even a check. It's just some numbers directly deposited into your bank account. And your bank account is located on some mysterious server somewhere. It is wanting something and knowing that even in 10 years, you probably can't have it. It is thinking "I had to work 6 hours for that night out" and then vowing never to go out again. Until the next Saturday comes around, and you go out, check your account, cry, repeat. Being 22 is when people expect you to get your shit together. It's not really cute for you to eat Ramen and drink Diet Coke five nights a week. 50% because it's no longer socially acceptable and the other 50% because my metabolism has come to a screeching halt. It is having these overwhelming feelings. Feelings that all mix together in a cocktail of worry. These same overwhelming feelings leave you nostalgic. And leave you really wanting to care for baby animals. Adulthood is doing your taxes on time without help. It is paying your rent on time. And paying your insurance, and your other insurance, and your other insurance. WHY DO WE HAVE TO PAY SO MUCH INSURANCE.
There is some good. Adulthood can be nice. Like staying up until 3am just because there is no one to tell you to go to bed. Traveling to new places and eating spicy chicken nuggets for lunch and then for dinner too. 22 has its freedom. But I am confident 22 will be my best year yet. This is the year I stop accumulating crippling debt. The year when I don't let my yogurt spoil. I will be what I wanted to be when I grow up. I will get a tax refund and spend it on a new TV. My 22nd birthday was the best one I've had to date. I hope my life continues to stay a little weird and a little strange. Otherwise, it would just be a cycle of bills and groceries and taking out the trash. And that is not the way I intend to grow older.