The Struggles of Being 20

The Struggles of Being 20

Being twenty years old kind of blows to be honest. Yes, we passed the age of 18 so there are many things that have been added to your new list of "Can Do's". You can watch R rated movies in theaters, have a debit card and rent your own Red Box Movies, buy lotto tickets, drive past nine, buy porn, and more. 

There still are quite a few things that you can't do. Drinking being one of them. Being 20 stinks because you, for one, are still unable to drink, but at the same time you are so close! Granted half of your friends probably already turned 21... which means you get to sit back and drink an ice cold pepsi or lemon water while watching your friends get drunk. Fun Fun. Plus, you are always appointed the designated driver and get to baby sit your group of 21 year old friends. The worst is when there are places where you HAVE to be 21 to go, even if you aren't drinking, so while your friends are out clubbing, you can be sure that you will be home alone binge watching your favorite Netflix shows while piling ice-cream down your throat. 

The issue I am mostly having, being twenty, is the struggle of the parents at home. I no longer really live full time at home. Half of the year I am at my apartment in school. Either way, I have multiple jobs and I work hard. I pay for my schooling and most other things. Occasionally I might ask for a little bit of help, but I typically like to do things on my own. 

Still my parents will try to control what I do in life and it drives me nuts. They always need to know who I am doing what with at what time and ho, when this stuff is not information I technically need to give them. I am almost done with college and I think I can handle much of my life on my own. I still can't sleep with my boyfriend, of almost 5 years, and he still, technically, is not supposed to even be in my room at home. 

I want to, also, get a hedgehog over the summer for my last year of college. That way I can have a little friend to keep me company in my apartment. My mother refuses to let me purchase one. She doesn't want any new pets in our house, although it would just be for a couple months before I return to school and during winter break. I get tired of the "my house my rules" argument. They tell me if I don't like it I can live somewhere else, but when I did decide to live on my own once I was told I wasn't allowed to... so riddle me that. 

I apologize for my rambling. I know it sounds whiny and immature, but sometimes a person just needs to vent. Winter break is nearing an end and I will be returning to school on Saturday. I must have reached my point of tolerance in dealing with my parental units.

I must acknowledge that my parents are loving and caring and do help me out with many things in my life, but I do think that since I am their first baby they are having a hard time letting go... Oh well... next year I will have my bachelor's degree and will be off to grad school on my own... oh... and I will be 21! 

New Year Resolutions

The past couple days I have been slacking. I had a "YOLO" moment and went food crazy and took a break from exercise. I wanted to spend some quality time with my boyfriend before going back to school.

Due to stress building up at home, my swearing saw a slight increase, but still less than I had usually been accustomed to!

Time to get back on track!