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How long can you shop at Forever 21? How long can you listen to Taylor Swift’s genius “22” and really connect with the lyrics? How long can you, with a flip of your hair and a giggle, say, “Oh it’s ok, I’m in my twenties!”? These are the questions that women everywhere have been asking themselves for thousands of years…

I’m technically in my mid-twenties (soon to be a complete quarter of a century) and I just gotta say…DOIHAAAAVETOGROWUPPPP???

I’ve said numerous times that I can’t wait til I’m 30—I feel like by then, I’ll have a lot of shit figured out, I’ll have a stable job that I love, and hopefully a man… But in all honesty, I just have no interest in being boring or responsible. I don’t want to have kids, I don’t want to buy a house, and I don’t want to shop at Dress Barn (although my mom’s been trying to buy me stuff from there since high school).

I guess getting older has nothing to do with that really. There are plenty of people who choose to never grow up. But I don’t want to be a beach bum nor do I want to marry one. I want to have it all, basically. My cake, eat it, the whole enchilada. I want to be young and carefree and stupid but I want paychecks and vacations and nice things. This screams twenties. You can have BOTH…it’s amazing.

I want to make out in a bar if I so please and blame it on too many vodka cranberries (TWENTIES). I want to go on Weight Watchers and use all my points one day on Coronas and cookies and then eat nothing but fruits for the rest of the day (TWENTIES). I want to semi fall in love a million times only to brush off the mere memory of a boy with a scornful purse of my lips (TWENTIES). I want to try out new places, new people, new hair colors, new jobs…without worrying about my future (TWENTIES). I want to go on more trips like my Contiki where I was alone, the only American, surrounded by crazy Aussies and had the time of my life (TWENTIES). I want to do more couch surfing (TWENTIES).

I want to do a lot of things in the next five years that to me, constitute as “Ah, to be in your twenties.” But I also think maybe it’s about finding friends (and a partner) who want to do those things with you forever…Twilight drinking games, reading scandalous Cosmo articles out loud in sexy voices, pancakes for an appetizer, playing never have I ever, skinny dipping…all in your 80s. That would be awesome.

That WILL be awesome 🙂

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