My life as a Grown Up

I hate being a grown up. I hate responsibility: paying bills, rent, cleaning my apartment, doing my laundry without the help of Mom, living alone, paying for my own groceries, spending Friday night watching "Halloween" & writing lameness on my lame blog.

I hate being a grown up.

But, this is where God put me in life right now. This is good for me. It's good that I have to be responsible. It's good that I'm relying on my own means & not anyone else. It's good that I now know how to cook, bake & broil. I made steak tonight. I get to learn all kinds of things. woot-woot...