Update Timesies!

Just thought I would update everyone. Ya, the like 3 people who read this shit. Hahaa, love it! Well so far accomplishing my list is awesome. I'm making money (working my ass off to be exact). But I enjoy it. The people I work with are cool and fun to be around. I could say that I've made a couple new friends through work. Cayla is really chill and funny. She has a boyfriend so we can talk about how they are clueless and we get a good laugh outta that. We also bitch about the coworkers we hate, it's hilarious. I have also gone to the pool a little. The weather was great for like a week and now it's back to being terrible. The boy went with me to the pool and it was fun. We met up with another couple of friends and played pool tag. Yep, I'm almost twenty and I can still be persuaded into pool tag. I also went to a sleepover. Spanish girls sleepover to be exact. Again, I'm almost twenty and I still attend sleepovers like it's my damn job. Hell yes! It was so much fun and that's all that really matters to me. I guess I have this vision of what twenty looks like and how a twenty year old is supposed to act. You know, sophisticated and proper. Yes, have some fun, but in a mature way I guess. No way did I think I would be having full blown slumber parties with my friends. Lolz. We all passed out at like 130am too. Hahaa I felt like an old woman. Slumber parties at the age of 13 were cake to stay up all damn night. Now, we all lay down to watch a movie and barely make it through without nodding off. My friend Kait brought her stuffed dolphin. It made me laugh, but that's my best friend for ya. She's a whole month older than me (muahahaa!) and she still sleeps with stuffed sea creatures. I love it!! It all makes me feel younger, I guess. Sleepovers, pool tag, and every other little thing that my vision of a twenty something wouldn't do. To me, turning twenty isn't as big of a deal as it was 5 years ago when I was looking forward to being older. Now I just feel like time is slipping away too fast. I'm already finished with my first year of college, holy shit people. Three years left. That's it. After that I either need to get a legit job or get into grad school. August is two months from now. So in two months I will turn twenty and I'll begin my sophomore year of college. I'll be living in my own apartment. I hate to say it, but, I'm a grown up. Kinda. I mean I still do stupid shit that I pray I wont do when I'm like thirty. But still, twenty is NOT sixteen, which I swear just happened yesterday. Yesterday I was sixteen and tomorrow I'm going to be twenty. Four years of my life are said and done already. It is so crazy to me. I'm taking it all in stride, though. I love being older. I love the freedom and independence. I love making my own decisions. I can come and go when I please. I make my own money. I do all of these things that I didn't quite grasp at sixteen. It's exciting and fun! I'm so happy with how everything has gone in my life. I'm thankful and lucky as hell.