May is an incredible month. The flowers start blooming, the days get warm (unless you live in the mountains and then the weather decides to be cold and contrary just to screw with you), and graduating seniors litter the country.
That will be me in just four days.
I will emerge from the safety and security of the cocoon of student status and become an adult who has to pay bills and work a full time job and be responsible.
WHAT.
I don't know how insurance works, I cannot comprehend taxes, I don't even know what I want to do with my life unless I can make a career out of professional sleeping. Why are people letting me make my own decisions? I'm barely even old enough to buy alcohol and now I'm allowed to live on my own without authority figures looking over my shoulder?
Whoever made that rule should be removed from office. I'm not old enough to be responsible for my own welfare. That is a preposterous notion. I'm a college student. That means I sleep whenever possible, ignore my homework until the very last possible second, keep irregular hours, watch movies until three in the morning, and act like an overgrown sugar-crazed five year-old. Five year-olds aren't allowed outside the house without supervision and yet I'm going to be in charge of the house.
Help.
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