What in the Hell

Since when am I an adult? This sad fact dawned on me the other day when a lady asked how old I was, when I replied with 18 I suddenly realized that somehow, I'm considered an adult. Honestly, I don't think I should be allowed to even be an adult; I drink out of plastic cups, watch childrens movies and go to bed at 8. I shouldn't be able to obtain credit cards, or make decisions in anything important, I'm still a damn child! It frightens me because it's new and different and I don't always enjoy change, people actually listen to my opinion and that doesn't seem right. I don't know, I guess I'm kind of weird because in one aspect I'm terrified of growing up and making huge decisions and being responsible for so many things but at the same time, I'm excited to go to university and move away on my own. Maybe it's because I'm not completely alone and I can always go home one weekend or have some of my old stuff still in my room. It's just a weird, confusing feeling that I have about this whole thing, and the fact that we are so close to graduating and have to rent our cap and gowns already makes this whole reality of growing up even closer. It seems as though every year I get older, the faster the year goes by. I just want to stop for a bit and enjoy the time I have left as a kid before I have to really grow up. Life can be just so annoying.