"Insist on yourself; never imitate. Your own gift you can present every moment with the cumulative force of a whole life's cultivation; but of the adopted talent of another you have only an extemporaneous half possession." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Friday, April 29, 2011

Growing Up STINKS!




So. . . Growing up sucks!

All respects to God for life and aging, among his many other blessings, but growing up is such a long tedious process, I find it frustrating that more people don't complain about it. I think I liked it better when my parents were responsible for making sure that I became a good person. . . not me. Like if I don't perform well, people won't talk about my failures but they'd say "Well, where are her parents?"

Today was a great day for "Grown-up Me" but not so exciting for my younger self. I got my second apartment! It's beautiful, I can paint it and I like the prices. . .BUT when thinking about all of the things that I wanted to do to it, I felt a lot like that kid crying up there. Thank GOODNESS, I'm getting some start off help from my mother, new full-time job, and graduation gifts; yet even with all of that I will still be working my butt off this entire summer to make life "perfect". Awesome, right?

I just want to go back to the days where money was handed to you. Sure it was a dollar and you spent it all at the corner store buying chips, candy, and a drink, but you didn't have to worry about where the dollar came from. You just were so happy that you had it. I want to go back to the days where my parents would say "I'm broke" and then take me to McDonald's. It was almost like "being broke" was a joke or something.

I just don't think people do enough explaining about how life will be during this massive transition towards independence. Don't get me started on love, friendship, and responsibilities. I just wish I could go back and know what was coming. That one day I would have to pay bills, manage credit, and wait for the "Right man." On top of that, I wish they would add that none of this is promised nor easy. I feel as though once I get the hang of this, it will be on to children and marriage and LORD KNOWS, I'm not ready for that!

Anyways, wish me luck!

Think. Happy. (Grown Up). Thoughts :)


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