The time has finally come for me to take my rightful place in the world. A time for me to accept full responsibility and become what they call an “Adult”. But what even is an adult? I mean I’ve been a kid my entire life. No one ever taught how to adult.
Is this just something I'm just supposed to know how to do? Is my "OHHHHHHH!" moment supposed to come and slap me in the face? If it is, I wish it would come just a little bit faster because let me tell you, I have no idea how to be what the cool kids call a grown up.They say you can learn things easily by watching someone else do it first. If that's the case, my parents clearly have no idea how to adult either. From the looks of it, it's all bills and work. Like a lot of work. To be honest, I'm definitely not about a life that revolves around working just to turn around to use the money for all the bills that have piled up in the meantime. There's a saying that my mom likes to tell me every time my being older hinders my fun. I guess paying all those lovely bills just "comes with being an adult". All the stress about bills and money, I don't even know how to balance a check book. I guess they would call that an adulting fail.
Another role of your local adult is to be a leader. Someone who can be responsible for the world around them. If you've ever met me, you would know that I am barely functioning human being who has no idea whats going on around them 75% of the time. How am I supposed to be a leader?
As you get older, you learn about all these fancy adult things that your parents kept from you. Like taxes. Those actually exist. You've got your property taxes and even the Telephone 911 Service Taxes. And thats not all. There are 71 types of taxes paid. I cant even name 71 types of food. Theres also insurance. I thought that was just for your car. Boy was I wrong. There's health, house, boat, insurance for your jewelry. There's literally insurance for everything. I guess one day I'll have to invest in that.
The more I think about this whole transitioning to the adult world, the more I wish I could stay young and innocent for just a tad bit longer. Adulting just sounds like a long and treacherous road. Ready or not though, I guess this is a road I'm going to have to take. Or I can just pretend to be five forever. That sounds nice, too.
