This is the first September I can remember that I haven’t bought pencils and erasers and 3-ring binders and headed back to school. It’s weird, let me tell you. I am now a college graduate, and that means I have to be an adult now. Accordingly I have begun renting an apartment with a few friends, and Monday I start work.
Take it from me: living is expensive. You have to pay rent, which eats up a paycheck pretty quickly, and then there’s food. I highly recommend eating regularly in order to stay alive. Then there are phone bills and internet service, and occasionally one needs new shoes or clothes, etc. I never realized how good I had it as a child. Are you sure I have to do this whole adult thing?
4 thoughts on “But I don’t want to grow up!”
Suck it up and get to work and work some overtime while you’re at it.
And if work don’t work out for you, join the Marine Corps!
Will do 🙂
Sadly, we all get to the day when this happens. I’m still asking if I can go back to being a kid again. But, take heart. It gets better.
“I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!”