Growing up. Everyone has to do it, no one wants to do it. Reality is a crappy, crappy thing, although there are definitely some significant pros to being a legal adult…
I think I feel a pro/con list coming on! *gets out yellow legal pad”
Cooking, ohhhhhhhh cooking. You know, most of the time I love cooking. It can be fun and relaxing and experimental; but when you have to do it every day and three times a day for the past eight months it gets so tiresome. It was fun for the first few weeks or so, but then I ran out of produce and had to go grocery shopping. This similar cycle continued, as did my cycle of dinners, lunches and breakfasts. I cannot count the number of stir-fries or falafels or quesadillas or bowls of pesto pasta I’ve consumed this year and on a student’s budget you cannot really afford to have anything more exotic. It’s come to the point in the year when I don’t want to eat anything because it means I have to cook dinner, and with studying you feel guilty cooking because you know that you wasted an hour feeding yourself when you could have been revising the New Critics for your Literary Theory and Criticism course.
I know, I know, “welcome to the next 60-odd years of your life, Sam”, right? *sigh* I know, but I don’t want life to come! I’d love it if I could pause life in the summer between years in uni. I want an unlimited amount of time to read books and have fun being my 19-year-old self without the pressures of school and life and life after school. I want my dad to keep doing my taxes and supporting me and I want my mom to cook me dinner and…
Okay, never mind. The comfort and security sounds great, but despite the constant cooking, monotonous meals, never ending homework and painful hangovers that are a part of college, growing up and making my own life is so incredibly worth it.
but it would be nice if mom and dad invite me over for (at least) one meal a week.
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