Growing up

FEARS: growing up

ANNOYANCES: impoliteness; improper usage of their, there, and they’re

ACCOMPLISHMENTS: NSLIY

CONFUSIONS: Life

SORROWS: Lost opportunities

DREAMS: Traveling

IDIOSYNCRASIES: Unconsciously messing with my cuticles

RISKS: NSLIY

BELOVED POSSESSIONS: phone, friendships, photographs

PROBLEMS: Procrastination/ being easily distracted

Growing up

I’ll be the first to say I want to get out of Lexington, and out of Kentucky, but growing up scares the beejeezus out of me. It’s something that if I think too much about I start getting worried and panicked about. I especially hate the questions “What do you want to be when you grow up?” and “Where do you see yourself in ten years?” Then I start thinking about having to pay taxes, buy insurance, and rely on myself. I think what scares me that most is the seemingly lack of a smooth transition that is, from being completely dependent to completely independent. Sure, college is there to buffer the living on your own aspect, and making your own money and what have you, but you can still technically be dependent on your parents’ taxes until you’re 24. The scariest part is how fast we all seem to grow up. I remember wanting to learn how to drive and now I can legally drive anywhere at any time unless its 12am to 6am. I remember being elated that my mom would let me watch a PG-13 movie and soon I can legally by a rated R ticket in a couple months. I remember when I thought college kids were insanely old and now half my friends are either in college or will be going to college next year. Where will I be in 10 years? Hopefully doing well.