Your twenties are the weird transitional years where you go from ‘Woohoo, look, I am adulting!’ to ‘Urgh, no, I can’t do another day!’ But then, you also often challenge each other to ‘shots, shots, shots.’ All in all, it can be a confusing state to be in. So if you’re wondering you’ve crossed the young threshold, let me help you folks out. I am sharing with you a couple of things that made me realise that I am turning hella old in my twenties!
I mean, really, the only reason I will actually go is because they’ve got wine...and some fried goodness. If that's not turning old then I don't know what is!
I will not get over Channel V shutting shop in my twenties. Not in this lifetime, at least.
I am sorry, but whatever happened to drunk night pictures? Where did these family portraits come from? Ugh, adulting, you're making life worse!
Um, my pet Iguana just ate my sock?
Adulting is when you actually start planning for your own death.
That’s right, I am thinking long-term about my boots.
I could sleep 10 hours and still be sleepy. I could sleep the entire weekend and still be sleepy. Go figure!
Who do you think you are? Tom Cruise? Just make regular plans like regular people! Calling me a few hours in advance and expecting me to say yes is not even cool anymore. And for this, I actually thank adulting!
I mean it feels like everything in my life was leading up to this moment! I would like to thank my parents and friends for their unconditional love and support…
Ah, well. Don’t worry you might be turning old but as they say, age is just a number (and mine will remain somewhere in the 20s all my life, I’ve decided). *wink wink*
Happy adulting, y’all!