We go to school for thirteen years of our life. We are suppose to be learning the things we need to survive like, how to read, basic math, etc. I have so many unanswered questions though. What about taxes? How to balance a check book? When to start building your credit? What is classified as a "need' and a "want"? When can I buy my "wants"? How much should I have in my savings account? But I am an adult.

Think about it. Most of us live a very shelter life for seventeen years. Some of us have no idea what we are doing when we turn the big one eight. "So you're telling me my mom doesn't need to sign me in at the doctors office?" "My dad can't pay for all of my loans?" We get thrown into this tornado we call life. I use to explain college like this, "It is like I am in a blender. I keep running trying to get away, but the blades keep getting closer. Each blade represents some thing. One is my current bank balance. One is the debt I have after school. One is actually declaring a major and deciding exactly what I want to do with my life. One is my car insurance, my cell phone bill, groceries, and more." Now don't misinterpret what I am saying here. I know we learn from experience, but is it asking to much to actually have a class or an after school program to help us learn how to fill out a a tax return? Now, now do not even get me started on how flawed the public school system is because that is a different article. I am just asking for a little help for our future generations.

I know what some of you guys are thinking, "that's second nature, common sense, you shouldn't need that." You right, you right. I didn't need a whole class on how to balance my check book and how to pay a bill on time, I got it. But some people do. Life can smack you in the face. Especially if your parents have always done everything for you and told you "not to worry about it".

Now I know most of us figure it out, but it isn't always easy. We may fall deep in debt, max out credit cards because we think there is no other way. We may forget to pay the light bill. But we manage. We find our way. It just might take us falling a few times.

This isn't suppose to be a gloomy article about why turning eighteen is so awful. Eighteen has its perks. No driving curfew. More independence. Pick what you want to do for the next four years or the rest of your life. Start over. Your eighteenth year of life is almost a chance for a redo. A start over button, if you will. You can move away, make new friends. Be yourself finally, perhaps. Eighteen should be your "you year".

So, throughout the struggles of the "I'm an adult, but I feel like a child" moments just know others are probably in the same boat. Don't be afraid to ask for help. I am an adult and I'm only 18.