Showing posts with label awkward. Show all posts
Showing posts with label awkward. Show all posts

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Awkward

Awkward is:
-Realizing there’s no more toilet paper while using a public bathroom.
-Waving back at a person, only to realize they are waving at the person behind you.
-Saying goodbye to someone and then walking in the same direction.

-the spelling of the actual word 'awkward'.
-Britney Spears' movie "CrossRoads".
-Being 22.

No one warned me that being 22 and fresh out of college would be so awkward and uncomfortable. I mean, so what if I've been known to occassionally tear up during Britney Spears’ “I’m Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman”. Where the heck am I supposed to fit in? As a recent college grad, I still feel like I should be a part of the college crowd. Yet since I’m a grad, people (including loan collectors) expect me to be a part of the real world. Okay, fine, I’ll be a part of the real world! Wait. What? What’s that you say? I’m too young and inexperienced for any job other than the grocery store? At 22 I am the perfect mix of too old for college and too young for adults. Last year, which I like to call BG (before graduation), I had to worry about graduation and getting papers done on time. Last year there were dining halls on campus, diners 2 minutes from my house, and my parents mom still did my laundry. This year, or AG, I have to navigate my way through a new city, watch in horror shock excitement as my friends get married and have babies, and pay bills and loans with money that I don’t have due to my lack of job. This year I have to cook my own food (because I usually get too lost to find a restaurant) and do my own laundry. Now I know what you’re thinking. Poor Brooke. She’s such a big baby. Yes, I am. I know. But really, 22 kind of sucks. I mean, no one really prepared me for this. I was taught to write a resume and coached on what to say during an interview. No one ever prepared me for the awkwardness that comes with being stuck in between college and adulthood. So, if you’re still in college, take this as a warning. And if you’ve passed the awkward stage and are officially an “adult”, HELP ME.

Why is there no halfway house type situation for after college? I could really use some some of adjustment time!

PS- As a 22 year old, is it still okay to cry when you leave home? When will your parents house stop being your home? How many times a day is it acceptable to call your mom?