quarterlife crap.

I have hit that point in my life that every mid twenty year old dreads...the quarter life crisis. Mine though has been mildly happening for the last 5 years thanks to always dating older boys (yes, I'm using the term boys). However, upon discussion today I'm glad to know I'm not the only freaked out, terrified with the potential of being a full blown grown up.

Al Capone at my age was incharge of his mobster empire. Sure he was doing ungodly amounts of evil things to society, but the point is look at where he was at early twenties. Upon pointing this out one night, my friend said "Do you really want to do things...like he did?" True, I don't want to run my own mob, because frankly I would be the worst mob boss in the world because I'm pretty darn lazy. So I had to think of a new example of someone fabulous that was my age.

My friend owned a house in Chicago at 23. That's pretty big accomplishment. I own...a bed and a couch. And that was a big step for me. Trust me.