Being 20.

So I just turned 20 today. I gotta say, it feels really weird. I mean, of course, I feel the same as I did yesterday but the whole idea of me being 20 years old is just a little bit mind boggling. That’s 2 decades. 20 whole years on this earth. 20 may not seem like a big birthday for most people because it’s not like it’s 21 or 18 but it does mark the end of being a teenager and the beginning of being an adult. I just remember when I was little and I would think of people who were 20. I would just be like “wow, those people are old. Those are grown-ups.” I definitely don’t consider myself a grown-up. It’s just weird because most people at my age are so ready to be grown up but all I can think of is bills, jobs, families, etc. When you think of your 20’s, you think of graduating college, starting a career, buying your own place, getting married, having children and I’m just like woah, not today. I only have less than a year and a half of college left and then what? The rest of my life starts, I guess. The really weird part is that I’m excited and weirded out at the same time. I’m excited to get my own place. I’m excited to start working in the media, on television. I’m in my 20’s. I’m an adult (not really). This is where it starts. I’m just really excited cause now I can be like, “look at those teenagers over there, those hooligans.” ❤