As I'm writing this I am laying in my bed waiting for my flu medication to kick in (which I am hoping that I don't need to take anymore from tomorrow onwards) so forgive me if I begin to not make sense.
There's never been a proper guide book or instruction manual on how to be a proper adult. Suddenly one day you wake up and realizing you have a job to go to and a car to pay for and an apartment or room to pay rent for. If you already have at least two of those traits, congratulations, you're an adult. It means you're probably not mooching off your parents (much. Maybe food but that's still ok I think).
But as you grow older, you'll have more responsibilities than you'd like to handle. Taxes, insurance, mortgage, marriage, kids, their welfare, etc..
Seriously - what the fuck.
No one teaches you these things. I'm not that far off from having to pay income tax myself and to be quite honest, I'm terrified as shit. The question that runs in my head all the fucking time is "what if I fuck it up?"
And I'm pretty convinced this is a normal thing.
I'm a 24 year old girl. Not much of a woman, but a girl. And I think the year 2012 will be my year of taking being a Big Girl and wearing my big girl pants a little bit more seriously.
And I just think I found my recurring topic for my blog lolololol. Ok the meds are kicking in. Good night folks!