Its not as fun actually being one as it is thinking about being one while you are a kid. As a child, with your youthful innocence and fairytale fantasies, you think money grows on trees, every adult comes with car included, and student loans only cause moans. Not anxiety-filled-heart-stopping-stress.
Ahhh... to be a child.
Of course- there are perks to being an adult as well. The "you must be this high to ride this ride" signs now only make us laugh, you can drive, and you can go onto the Disney website without your parents permission.
But still.
Although if we are being completely honest there is a great difference between being an Adult and an adult.
Did you see the difference?
One is adult-ing successfully. One has passed the tests of adulthood. They know how to cook, they aren't afraid of spelling words like "Beautification", "Transmitting", or "Auspicious" in public and without spell check. They have graduated the University of Life and have earned their capitalized "A".
Then there is the "adult". The one who is old enough to have their capitalized "A" but haven't quite found it in themselves to go to the University. Preferring to stay in the local community college of life. They are the ones who still laugh when someone says "weinersnitchel" or the phrase, "I do. Do you?"
You "adults" know what I'm talking about.
I guess in the end, it just comes down to which kind of adult you are. Are you an adult? Or an ADULTIER adult?
Food for thought.
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