If you’re ever browsing through your Facebook wall and feel a pang of regret/sadness/what-the-heck-did-I-do-ness as you read the typical 20-something statuses, check out this Tumblr. Because the now-typical 20-something life most likely isn’t something you really want. At least not the insecurities and uncertainties that brew in this recently evolved post-college/pre-adult world of Where am I goings and What am I doings. This extra decade of self-centered preoccupations that (in our world of growing humans and raising future citizens) don’t really matter.
Of course not every 20-something is living the stereotypical life. But enough to make it the conventional path.
And do you really want to be conventional?
Photos: Fuck! I’m In My Twenties
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I had to laugh at “has air conditioning”
I’m not admitting to anything from my youth, but college dorms without A/C make a girl do crazy things.
Thank God I’m married with two wild children.
i am with you! makes me laugh and oh so happy to be married with kids & not in the dating world!!!
Air conditioner and decent shower pressure = deal breakers.
This is great!
I have a friend who is a typical ’20 something’ and while sometimes I envy her life, when we have girly catch up times and she talks about different boyfriends and issues with housemates and whether or not a guy is worth pursing and how her ex-boyfriend is sleeping with several new people…I look at my ‘boring’ life and I’m very grateful. Thank goodness I dont’ have to date anymore. Thank goodness I don’t have to live with random housemates who bring home dodgy girlfriends/boyfriends.
yes, yes and yes! I know exactly what you mean.
Housemates. Ugh! Definitely agree on that.
Hilarious! I’m off to check out that link now. I, at times, when hearing a song or speaking with friends about weekend plans, do envy the conventional “20-something” life, but I usually get over those feelings by quickly realizing that I’m happy where I am and that conventional just isn’t me, and it never was.
The math equation gave me a good chuckle. I’ve always made a point of appreciating the age that I am now. These days, with an 11 month old, a dog, and a husband, the only thing I miss about my 20′s is the sleeping in.
Sometimes I totally miss it. Not as much for the partying but for the lack of responsibility to anyone and the ability to be spontaneous. I do miss being able to call up my husband from an art opening and say, “I’m going to this pub/bar/party, don’t wait up/come join me!” Heck, I miss going to art openings and gigs full stop.
Of course I love my son, love my life, but sometimes I wish I could just turn it off for a minute. You know? I guess I feel like as mother I’m not allowed to fuck up because my actions impact so much on the little dude, whereas before if I dropped the ball it would pretty well only affect me.