Recently, the idea of adulthood has been on my mind, possibly because I just turned twenty, possibly because I'm at college, possibly for a whole ton of other reasons. The twenty thing is a big part of it, though. Legally, of course, you're an adult at 18, but very few people would actually consider you "adult" at 18. Twenty, on the other hand, is a big number, two decades on the earth, the passage out of teenagerhood. And if you're too old to be a teenager, what does that make you? Well, I imagine, an adult.
The thing is, though, I really don't feel like an adult, so the thought of being qualified as one not just legally but socially is pretty daunting. It's like I'm sitting here waving my arms in the air, like, "Wait! I haven't gained the quality of adultness! I need it! Help me!"
That, of course, brings up the question of what that quality of "adultness" is that I'm missing. So I spent a while thinking about this last night. It's not age, experience, or education, because I have a pretty decent allotment of all of these. So when is it that I feel the least adult?
The answer is around other people. I look at all these people, people older than me, people my age, even a good number of people younger than me, and I'm like, "What the heck? You're taken more seriously than me. You're cooler than me. You know what's up more than I do. Look how mature and smart you are!"
So I guess I am an adult, but I'm also just me. And that's okay.
On a slightly more humorous note, there's another aspect of adulthood that I will absolutely do not have: practical skills. When it comes to living on my own, taking care of myself, I am a big bucket of fail. Here is a short list of some of the things that adults should be able to do that I have found myself failing at.
- Cleaning things (I never realized how much dust there is in this world!)
- Keeping track of whose milk/candy/Hot Pockets are whose (It all looks the same!)
- Putting things back in their proper places (I just forget, okay?)
- Laundry (You mean I have to wash my clothes... a lot?)
- Buying things I need (I forget this too.)
- Budgeting (Don't get me started on money.)
- Eating healthily (Bad food tastes so good.)
- Leaving my room/talking to people (I AM AN ANTISOCIAL VAMPIRE.)
- Driving (I'm working on it, okay?)
- Keeping track of expiration dates for credit cards, food, etc. (Heh. Heh heh.)
- Sleeping in the same room as other people (I told you I was a vampire. I might be allergic to light.)
- Taking out the trash (That means going outside.)
So, although many of my insecurities are untrue, there's one reason that I fail at being an adult. I just don't understand practical real-life living.
DON'T BE LIKE ME. CHECK THE EXPIRATION DATES ON YOUR MILK REGULARLY.
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Can you adult? If not, maybe try this YouTube channel. But I don't know if it'll help you with the milk and stuff. I'm still pretty confused.