Since I recently turned a year older and am halfway to full blown adulthood I thought I would do a post about being an "adult".
So I am "considered" an adult by most standards now. In my younger years I could never wait to be an adult, have my own place, do my own thing, make my own money.
Well let me tell you something sweetheart, that shit isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Being an adult means things like....
Having bills and having to pay said bills.
You have to get a job, show up everyday and they expect you to stay the full day.
You have the choice to eat whatever you want which sounds great but in the end just leads to another 15 lbs.
You may have your own place but that also means you have to pay for it and clean it.
And sometimes while cleaning said place your vacuum cleaning may start smelling like burnt rubber and you may have to turn to facebook for some quick advice from all the buffoons that troll that space looking for their moment to give advice about life or vacuums.
It is frowned upon when you spend all your money on "stupid" things and the parents have to pay your bills.