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Well well, I did remember to make a second post! Maybe I'll even update this later, when I get home, if anything interesting happens through the day, or I find a funny link..

You see, it's 9:03am, and I'm at work. I work at a customer service support thingy, and the phones are very quiet. I slept like crap last night, and yet very well - you know the comfy feeling when the duvet(yes, duvet you yanks!) is the perfect mix between cold and warm, and it's totally soft and the pillows are perfectly placed. The only thing that ruined it was my alarm.

Then I wanted to shower because it's very cold and blowing alot(we'll get to that later) but after having consumed my breakfast(coco pops), I only had 16 minutes to get ready. No shower this morning. Boo. And yes Toad, I DO shower every day, just not always in the morning, because I'm a total night person. So nyah.

Then I got outside, and OHMYGOD it's cold. Winter is for sure coming. Then I turn on my radio, and listen to the weather forecast. Apparantly, we're supposed to get SNOW today. Snow?? It NEVER snows before my birthday(which is in 14 days FYI). Seriously. Global cooling, go away.

I really can't wait till I get to California, which apparantly never gets below 0C. Ever. I am SO going to love that place. Also, I rebooked my flight and hotel yesterday, and booked an appointment with the american embassy. Hopefully I'll get my visa on time. I didn't say yes to being a terrorist, so..

But yes, firsts. First snow of the season today. This got me thinking about one of the everdooming questions; when am I a grown-up? We usually define this by firsts, and the firsts vary by age.

When I was 5, I was certain I'd be a grown-up when I'd had sex. Then I turned 15, and I felt like a kid. Then I was certain that when I graduated from high school, I'd be an adult. I'd never been more immature than when I graduated.
When I got my first job, when I got my drivers license, when I would commute to work, when I'd have my own desk, when I'd have my own place to live, when I would be walking down the street looking all important, with a to-go coffee in my hand and a smart bag on my shoulder and my heels clicking as I walked. All of that, done. And yes, there have been moments where I did feel more "adult" than I have previously in my life, but the moments where I feel like a child are way greater.

Feeling like a child: mucking about, being immature, making jokes about people being dirty(!), cuddling with toys, watching cartoons, and the less fun ones; being corrected, feeling like a small fish in a large fond, feeling out of place..

Yet recently I've realised just how grown-up I am. I handle my finances well, I manage a good food budget, I'm moving to the USA alone, all of which I made happen myself. My courage in this case is another first. Moving 15.000km away is a first. I think these are some of the few firsts that actually make me feel adult.

But I'm going to be a college student. HAH! I'm so gonna regress. Going back to school, being immature, partying, having fun, living life. And I can't wait.

So why does it matter when I'm an adult or when I'm not. All I want is to live my life.
Maybe because we need some kind of recognition of our deeds, a way of saying we're doing it okay.

Eh, who cares.

I'm gonna put on my pink earmuffs, drink some tea with loads of sukker, and eat biscuits and a banana, and fool around on the world wide web. At work. Making my own money. Nyah.

Peace out doodes and doodettes.

UPDATE: It's started snowing. Alot. GO AWAY >:[ Oh, and we've got cake. Boss forgot to turn his phone off, so he bought us cake.

UPDATE UPDATE: VERY cold outside, brrr. Also, trains were delayed. A 30min trip took me 1½hour today. I catch a train that runs every 5mins, and 4 or 5 IN A ROW were cancelled today. GRRRRRR >:[ I also sold some clothes and other stuff. Woohoo, more moneys for me.

Posted by AngelKitty on 2009-11-04 03:37:20 | Rating: