Things I do not like about being an adult:
It’s apparently not okay to wear any clothing with cupcakes on it.
Mis-matched socks somehow clue someone in to the fact that i’m slightly unhindged, while I just thought they were a sign that I was to lazy to pair them up.
Dishpan hands.
Trying to figure out what the hell I’m going to make for dinner while i’m at work (and I’m only 20).
Discovering grey hairs in my bangs (once again, only 20!).
Having to make the decision to move my makeup remover to the bathroom so that I don’t forget to wash my face, because I’m gettin old, and this skin isn’t going to be awesome forever.
Watching the news for so long that all the stories repeat themselves.
While I can still rely on just smiling widely at friends who catch me raiding their fridges for beer at parties, this can’t go on for much longer.
Making the decision to wear flats instead of heels to work to save myself the pain on my ankles during my evening walk.
