The realization that I'm getting older is starting to actually sink in. Of late, I've just joked around about it-- poking fun at little anecdotes that clearly indicate that I'm no longer the target audience of MTV, and I now don't understand the fashion that seems to be in style. I'm starting to take things a little more seriously. With age comes responsibility, and on top of that, the requirement to start making some difficult decisions. I'll admit that I'm still in denial, and although I've started to realize all of this, I have yet to face anything head on.
Another clear indication of my age comes when I look at my friends. The problems that they face now, no longer include the petty boy drama and catfights that dominated our high school years. More and more I see how complex we are. We hide so much; we've gotten so good at faking smiles and drowning our real emotions with alcohol-- it scares me. It scares me mostly because even as when we address these problems, we dismiss these issues with a joke or quickly change to a more light hearted subject. This only indicates to me that although we have aged, we have yet to reach adulthood. We're too comfortable in this cocoon called college. We don't want to ruin this sanctuary for ourselves or for anyone else. We're only excused for being this irresponsible and carefree once in our lives, and we intend to capitalize on that until the day we have to finally leave.
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