Lately I have been thinking about what I was like when I was younger and I realized that I miss the younger me. Yes, there are some advantages to being an "adult", but I am not sure that all of them outweigh the happiness in being more carefree. This is not to say that I am going to move back home and stop paying my bills or anything of the sort. Lately I am just feeling constrained by my sense of, for lack of a better word, propriety. I am not trying to whine and say how boring I am, but I miss the girl who flashed the guy in the taco bell drive thru for the hell of it- the one whom they made a rule about that all female employees must wear a bra to work. I miss the carefree me. I still don't care what people think- I still wear whatever I damn well please- I still speak my mind, maybe not quite as much as I would like to- I will still talk to anyone I meet.
Although I guess in some ways I am still the same girl. I can't even decide on a hair color so why am I that surprised that I can't just settle down and pick my major (but I think I finally found it!) Either way, I am happy with who I am and that is all that matters. If you don't like it, then keep on walking. ;)
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