Well.. sort of.
I guess I'm a college adult now. I'm in my last semester of my last year of college and I guess that sort of makes me an adult now. Not only that, I'm in the last semester of my 5th year of college, which pretty much makes me ancient in college world. Yup, by all standards, here I am, elderly at age 22. Awesome.
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| This is me in approx. 4 months |
If you think about it though, graduating college is sort of the mid-life crisis of the young adult world. Up to this point, we have spent every August-May in school, gallivanting around the summer months with wild abandon and then trudging back off to school where, in college, our gallivanting was limited to three of the seven days of the week (or more for the more.. adventurous of my generation).
All day 'ery day
Okay Okay, I am not one of those crazy kids. Living up to my elderly standing, I rarely go out. Of course, I'm an athlete and don't drink while I'm in season but even out of season, I'm not a huge drinker. I'm just not. I'll be Sober Sally for the night and still have fun though.
So anyway, here I am, 4 months from graduating, about to be thrust into the low-twenties crisis that everyone so swears is going to happen and I am going to write about it. Graduation processes, the last hurrahs, my very last season of a sport I have been competing in for the last 11 years and moving into that oh-so-scary "real world", I am going to let you in on how I'm surviving. I am convinced that I will be okay, because I, for one, can't wait to stop being a broke college student and move into my real life. Where I can save towards the things I really want in life. Where I can finally stop studying stuff just to remember it long enough for a test.
I'm moving into the real world, WHAT?!
Yeah, we all do eventually,
Real World Girl.
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