01 February 2012

Growing Up

As I am reaching the impending end of my end of my third year of college, it has recently and most abruptly hit me that I must at some point grow up. This terrifying thought has crossed my mind with my constant search for an internship. As much fun as it is to be an adult and be allowed to do many activities when I would want to, the responsibility is what is the most terrifying of all realizations.
I remember being in high school and dreaming of the day when I would gain the freedom that I so desired. Back then I also wanted to be a director in theatre and did not have any true sense of reality. I mean, who does when they are eighteen years old. The entire idea of freedom sounds so very fascinating, but consequences never cross your mind. Nor does the word responsibility cross it.
The other reason for this realization is because of the amount of friends that I have who are in serious relationships or are engaged. My friends who were just in college organizations with me are planning their weddings! It makes me very excited, but also nervous.
Now don't get me wrong, I truly am excited for all of my friends who are getting married and am genuinely happy for them. It is just strange to me that I am now at the age of when it is socially acceptable to get married. I mean I have friends who have a career! I felt like this is a long way off for me, but I just have a year of schooling left for my undergraduate degree. It seems that life is happening way too quickly and I just want to enjoy and experience every moment of it.
At this point it may seem like I may possibly be opposed to this life change. I will have to disagree with you on that, because this is exciting. Even though each day that I apply for an internship ad go to my dead end job, I keep the hope that my education will get me out of retail and into a career that I will thrive. I also look for excitement that my overall life will bring. I may not know what will happen tomorrow or next week or next year, but I know that this terrifying feeling that I have of this realization will turn into excitement.
Growing up is not a bad experience, it just is an odd when that takes turns with every move you make.