It hit me a couple days ago that my birthday is in a month. In a few short weeks, I will no longer be a teenager. I'll be the big 2-0. Now, I'm not exactly sure how it works, but I'm pretty positive that things will magically change once the clock hits midnight on May 8th.
Wait.
What? What do you mean I won't gain a vast amount of knowledge about life as soon as I turn 20?!
That's okay. I've learned that there things I can do since I am an adult (but not a real adult yet, because the real world is scary).
- If I want to wear a cardigan more than once a week, I am perfectly fine to do so. In fact, everyone is. Go ahead, try it.The Fashion Police are not going to come find you and express their disappoint in your wardrobe choice. Mostly because you're probably not famous, so they won't care. No one cares. Hey, wear it three times a week for all I care ( Which I don't, because I may or may not have done that this week. But it was one time! Quit judging).
-When I accidentally drop a plate, I don't have to be sad about it! When I was little, I would be so heartbroken for having shattered one of my parent's plates. But when I broke my own, It happened to be the funniest thing to have happened to me that day. It also happened to be about one in the morning after an extremely long day, so take that information how you will.
- I can blow up marshmallow peeps in my microwave to my heart's content without my parents making me eat them afterwards. And that, my friends, is a beautiful freedom.
Because, let's face it; peeps are gross.
- I can lay on the floor in utter defeat because sometimes life is hard. (Throwing a mini grown-up tantrum is acceptable, right? Right?!)
At any rate, turning 20 in a few months really won't change much, because apparently, nothing is stopping me from ridiculous things that are only deemed appropriate when you happen to be a college student. Go figure.
