I guess It's time I left the Youth of my Adulthood and became a "grown up."
Today I turn 30.
I don't know about the rest of you out there in blogger land but 30 has always been a big "SCARY" milestone age for me.
When you're 18, you are "officially" considered an adult, but you're still very much a child. Think of it as adult with training wheels. You still have limitations on what you can do but you're now 100% responsible for your actions. It's a time of learning how to live on your own and decide what you want to be when you're done "growing up."
When you're 21 the training wheels come off. You've graduated to being a full fledged adult, and as a bonus, you're now trusted with alcohol. LoL. Though you're considered an adult with all rights and privileges, you still have a lot to learn. You're still very much a kid.You're still figuring things out and making lots of mistakes on the way. And that's OK... you're supposed to at this age. It's called life experience.
When you're 25 "they" decide you've learned enough to get some adult type bonuses... Lower car insurance!!! Now people start to look at you a little more seriously. You're supposed to know more and have a little more direction in your life, but hey, you're still 20-something so you get a little bit of slack.
30, on the other hand, at least in my view, is where you're looked at as, "real adult." You've had time to gain some real life experience and direction. The college years are usually behind you, you've made plenty of mistakes and hopefully learned from them. You're not a kid anymore. Welcome to real adulthood. (dun dun dunnnnnn)
So yeah, this year is a big one for me. But even though I'm an adult adult now, I still feel like a little kid. I don't wanna grow up!
Can I still be a kid? Can I... Pretty Please with a cherry on top?
And because no birthday is complete without a trip down memory lane, here are some of my favorite Childish "Adult" Moments from the last 12 years.