Shit Happens, Adulting is Hard
I've finished my midterm today, all I want to say is life is so damn tiring lately, seriously.
It's been an exhausting cycle of getting screwed daily.
One thing on my mind right now: I hate growing up, I'll be 20 in three months and I don't want to become an adult.
I'm tired of this shit. I have no idea what I'm doing every day. Every day is a constant battle between doing shit I should do without knowing "why?" and "for what?" and finding ways to escape its inevitable consequences.
What does it mean to be an adult?
I seriously have no idea about it.
Only in few years, I should be able to make a living for myself. Only by imagining that thing, I honestly feel scared.
Do I really able to do that?
When I was younger, I thought that growing up and becoming an adult was so much fun. We can plan our own life by ourselves. But actually, it's not exciting, it's scaring.
Picture above sums up nearly everything I feel.
I thought college wouldn't be this hard but in the reality, it's killing me.
I thought that planning my future is something exciting to do, no it's really not.
I thought growing up is having more and more fun things to do, but it's actually having more and more responsibility to hold.
I thought becoming an adult is so awesome, and I end up here with no "awesome" thing on me.
Can't I just go back to the good old days when the only thing I'm worried about is my mom giving me veggies on my packed meal to school?
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