I live in what I call middle life, no, not like the middle of my actual life, like how long I’m going to live but the middle of actually living a real life. No that I’m living in the middle of a fake life, like I’m living but it’s not only me right now.
Currently I’m on vacation, but usually I’m at home or at school. At home I’m not on my own at all. I go to work with my dad, I eat food at my house that I don’t buy, I use the internet, phone, and satellite my parents pay for, and I’m not complaining about it at all. When I’m at school the most I make is some pasta in the microwave or a sandwich, I don’t get too fancy. No matter how often I’m alone, I’m not really on my own if that make sense.
I think being in college and having an internship is like playing grown ups. I get to pretend to be an adult and do more adult things, but I’m not actually an adult, I’m in middle life.
I think for a lot of people this is like an awkward stage in life, they aren’t old enough to do a lot of things, but you’re also too old to get away with certain things. You can’t kill someone and get away with it as a minor as to at this stage in life you would be tried as an adult (please note this is a joke). Like I’m almost 20 I can’t drink though, or rent a car, and it’s a huge pain in the ass to try and find a hotel that will let you rent a room. It’s just this awkward stage in life. The awkward inbetween of real life adulthood and teenage years.
People seem to compare college to the real world and it’s not even close in my opinon. In the real world there’s no “free” cleaning service or a dining hall.