Growing Up

People say what you want in life changes as you grow older.  But I can see myself sticking to the things that I want in life.  I grew up with pretty big sibling gaps within my family, and being the baby, I learned to grow up fast.  I may not know things about money and some every day life, but I know the deep stuff.  I have some type of plan for my career, I know what I'd like in my future spouse and marriage, and I know my relationship with Jesus Christ.  I heard somewhere that the last born child is always the one for the center of attention (so true, even when I try not to be, I am).  And that they always take chances and have a more optimistic view of the world.  Usually they move out younger and are content afterwards.. That is how I'm feeling right now.  Not that I don't love my family, but everyone is starting to leave or move on with their lives....and I feel like I'm ready too.  Maybe I'm just crazy.  But my parents are older, their ready to be grandparents, not parents.  I don't really know the point of this, I think what made me mad was that my mom flipped a lid on me because I didn't tell her the real price of something that I bought with my own money.. how am I supposed to act older if my mom is checking up on how much money I spend on shoes? Blah. So all of this to write: I've decided to move into the basement. Haha, not the most ideal place, but better than right upstairs with mommy and daddy.  Plus, since I'm doing this whole nursing thing, I'll need room to study...I can't even fit a desk in my room that I have now.  Anyways, I'm done ranting. Goodnight!