When did 'adulting' enter the common vernacular? Is it one of these Americanisms that are given out to the world when it's decided that just to be an adult will not suffice. I am of course just 'kidding'. See what I did there?
What doesn't surprise you? I'm a whale, you're going to have to speak in my native tongue. @NigeTheHat - I concur. As adults, we now get to decide what that means to us. Granted we'd have to balance that with our responsibilities, consequences of our actions and what we see ourselves years from now, but we decide.
Yeah, well when I fall asleep on the couch now I still wake up on the couch. Childhood- 1 Adulthood- 0
@NigeTheHat that's amazing! My 19th birthday is in 6 days and I already feel so old. I'm working on college applications, straight A's for homework, etc. My body is already shit, so I have the typical aches and pains my parents are complaining about now. Maybe I'm naive, but I'm looking forward to officially "adulting." Being able to do whatever I want without my Mum actively disapproving. Being able to take a shower at 1am because I stayed up late reading and I still want a shower before I go to bed (I know that's a really specific complaint, haha). Being able to watch whatever I want without using headphones (not even talking about porn here. I'd just like to be able to watch someone like Shane Dawson on YouTube or PewDiePie). Controlling what groceries I get. Seriously. I love my father, but he's currently unable to eat: beef, fish, green food, peaches, apples, and can't have too much pork. I can't wait to just be able to eat a whole bag of broccoli and asparagus with a nice piece of steak (at this point it doesn't even have to be steak) then some apple pie. Of course, it'll probably be a while before I can afford to eat like that - but THAT DAY IS COMING.
See, this right here is the perfect example of why I don't feel old and probably never will. Because when I, a twenty seven year old, hear you, a nineteen year old, say you feel old, I roll my eyes. lol Not in a malicious or rude way of course! But in a, "I'm eight years older than you, I'd kill to be nineteen again" kind of way. And it just reminds me that, no matter how old I get, there is always someone, somewhere, wishing they could be MY age again. Ya feel me? And don't worry... Once you're my age, you'll wish you were your age again too. With great freedom of age comes great responsibility. Meanwhile, I'm over here just trying to take a nap in my fort with my stuffed animals. lol
I've been sitting on my hands for this one but can't help it. Wishing you were younger is a loser mentality. I am hands down superior to any younger version of myself, and my life is even better than it used to be. *knock knock*
I understand. Haha. I just wouldn't want to be any younger than myself. Unless I totally screw up adulting when I move out, I doubt I'm going to miss this age too much. However -- The state my body seems to be in at times, I might as well be 50! I feel the same way when I hear a 12 year griping about how old they are and how much responsibility they have. *sighs*
For some reason I read the title as "Why I hate adultery" but when you're reasons included not getting allowance and loving stuffed animals it finally dawned on me
I would love to go 'back' to being in my 30s again. That's old enough to do whatever I want and still young enough to do whatever I want. I hate being under somebody else's control (and my mother was very controlling) so I wouldn't want to be a kid again. The body thing that @minstrel mentioned is a biggie, though. Once you get to an age where you stop doing stuff because your body doesn't like it, that's a turning point. I think I reached that point partway through my 40s. Damn. So far getting older beats the alternative, but I'm not sure how much longer that principle is going to hold. I'm 66 now.
And one of the great things is going off for a weekend, cycling, in lovely countryside, with your kids. You're only young once. But you can be childish forever.
Both childhood and adulthood have their perks in my opinion, but the dreaded thought of getting older is always the worst part. When I was twenty, the thought of turning thirty wasn't so bad, but now I have the thought of turning forty lingering over me, and it seems so old compared to thirty. The way I always looked at it was, once you turn fifty, the risk have dropping dead at any moment becomes very realistic, and that's the aspect of getting older that bothers me. Other than that, I quite enjoy being an adult; more freedom associated with it.
