I'm just going to start the blatant honesty off now for my first article.

Thursday marks my 20th birthday, and I am so pumped!! But it's kind of insane? I'm the youngest of five kids, and so I have this interesting perspective of seeing people grow up and be so exited about their growing lives and opportunities, and I basically watch them become real adults.
My step-sister and I are the same age, and then the next-older sibling is going to be 24 this year, then my other step-sister will be 25, and my oldest brother will be 28! They're all real adults with lives, houses, and they all have dog children (and everyone knows that after dog children comes real children!).

So little ol' me is going to be 20.

And I guess that isn't a big deal. I can vote (pls go out and vote guys!), but I can't drink, and I can't like rent a car or something, I don't have a real career, but... I'm getting there.

I am a second-year journalism student at ASU, and I have a car that I make payments on, I have rent to deal with, I have two whole screw drivers in my apartment-- I'm getting there! And that feels... weird.
My Facebook posts actually matter now.
My personal twitter is on private. (No more retweets for me.)
I have more than $100 in my savings account.

Who said this was okay, though? Who was like "know what? ... Carly can totally be an adult now."

Because I cannot.

Twenty isn't what it used to be. I am just a little student, and I am totally forging a road to being a bad-a** successful woman, but all the things my parents did at this age I am 100% not doing!

My mom was married at 20. She had a job at a corporation and was slowly climbing the latter.
I remember being little and thinking, "wow, being married at like 22 is probably a good way to go." Didn't you guys do that? I thought that when I turned 20 I would probably be getting ready to get married, and be thinking about having kids, and sure I would finish college first, but my life would be set.
(No offense to those who are married young! Really.)
I cannot do that! I have friends who are married. That guy who sat near me in Algebra and kinda played the guitar? Married. Real person.

I have a friend who is expecting her first child, and my Facebook friends just keep on getting engaged. This isn't an article about how I feel like I'm behind the curve and I'm looking for love. My life isn't one of those movies, and Kate Hudson isn't playing my best friend, I'm just saying...
I'm becoming and adult. And at 20, I may not be at the place I thought I would be, but I do have a plan and adult-status goals and I guess this is what growing up is really like.

21 will probably be less stressful (for obvious reasons).