I'm 23 now and I think I'm on the brink of really growing up. I coasted the last couple of years in university (I'm in the 5th year of a 4 year study) and now I'm possibly in for a rude awakening. I'm just a couple of months away from graduation and next week I have 3 very important exams, if I fail one of them I can't graduate and I will have to put myself in a lot (!) of debt to continue for yet another year of university. Because my parents, rightfully so, won't pay for another year.
This last couple of weeks I have been studying my ass off, like I haven't studied this much since I was 16/17 and it actually feels pretty good. Also I recently started an unpaid internship to get some job experience. Furthermore I'm actively looking for a job to make some money I can really call my own (the last couple of years my parents paid for almost everything, I admit that I'm/was pretty spoiled).
My friends are still in that mindset of heavy drinking/smoking 4 or 5 times a week and although I still can enjoy that in the weekends, I'm feeling more and more that I'm wasting my time doing that so often. The last couple of weeks I don't really see them that much anymore.
Lastly, I never was really a guy for settling down with 1 girl. I've only had 1 relationship and after 5 months I was fiending to get out of it. But somewhere in spring last year I met a girl. We dated for 3 months, before she went away to study in Australia for 6 months. We (moreso me) decided to see other people during those 6 months. I had my fair share of girls during those months, but none of them interested me for more than 1 or 2 days. This friday she comes back and we stayed in touch (talking almost 4/5 times a week for 6 months). I must say that I'm pretty excited for her return, I hope this girl is a keeper.
fukk, this story is long as hell. Didn't really intend to write an essay or something, but it just came out that way. I guess most won't read it and I can't blame anybody, but it's nice to get it off my chest.