If you are looking for a way to grow up quickly. Theres no better way to do it than to go college. You go in a sexy hot 18 year old young thing. The boys know you by the name of freshman/freshmeat. You come out a 22 year old mature conservative grown gal with a college degree, a college ring, a college sweetheart perhaps, a couple college stories to tell, and a college headache. Get me out of here, dont look back. But hey. You're grown now, so suck it up. Put that blazer on and get your butt to interviewing because now you've got college loans billing you up the wazoo. But hey you're grown right. You've been to school for four years, you've fell in and out of love. You've lived with several people you didnt know. And now you are done. Arent you grown now? If you have survive Ithaca, you can survive anything right? Well how come I feel like i am going crazy walking around Macy's dusting fixtures. and straightening clothes. How come I have just begun to experiment with my hair. Now I can put it in a bun you know that Brandon. How now I am just figuring out that I am a pretty passive person. Man, when will people stop addressing me as Honey? Why did the toll booth lady talk to me like I was 13 today? I thought I was getting old. I felt like I went on vacation somewhere and came back four years older with natural hair and a slight smile line, but no. I mean that did happen, but I am still young. Not a women yet, because I still run from my problems. I still dont tell people what my problems are or even if I have a problem with them. So. here I thought I was aging but I am still learning and learning and learning.