OK Officially leaving my twenties. Don't wanna. The clock is pulling me into my thirties! I don't wanna. I don't want to tell people I am 30.
When you hear thirty you think of "Real" adults. You know those. Those who have their lives in order. Pay all of their bills, and don't dodge Sally Mae. Those who have "Disney" vacations.
I will not promise things I can't deliver. I will cry. I will pout. I will be difficult for the next week or so.
But I have a supportive family, and friends. I will make it and try not to make this to crazy hard on myself. I know this is just pressure I have put on myself but it is still pressure. It is still have to think about. I know there is no stopping it. I know I know I know this is just crazy. I am a rational person. I know this but still these feelings are real.
My new pet peeve is people saying that it is just a number. That I just need to get over it. That I am making to big of a deal about it. Just let me whine. Let me freak out for a while and just smile and nod at me so I can pretend that you are being supportive and loving. UGGG!!!
awwww, don't wory, you can still dodge Sallie Mae iin your 30's ;)
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