Advice For the Class of 2015–Welcome to Adulthood!

Hello Class of 2015!

Congrats on moving that tassel over to the other side and grabbing that diploma. Now I know you’ll be getting tons of great advice about adulthood from family and overpriced Hallmark cards you’ll take the money out of and then pack/throw away, but I’m a true helper.

How? Because I know eventually your idealism will be replaced with realism and if you’re not prepared, life can feel as rough as waking up in a frat house called the “Ass House” wondering how your bra got on the ceiling fan…hypothetically speaking.

Anyway, here are a few bits and pieces about adulthood that may or may not pertain to you, but that you should be prepared for nonetheless. Remember, you’ll get the job and “hopes and dreams” stuff from everyone else. I’m just keeping it real.


It’s true. Being an adult is mostly being tired all the time and acting incredulous any time someone tells you what the date it. “What? Where did the summer go? How can it be December already?” Yeah. Get used to that.

And while you think you’re tired now from studying (partying) and working (at a job 20 hours a week), it all changes when you’re an adult. You don’t even have to stay up late, as in, after 10 p.m. One morning you just wake up, look at your alarm clock—the lamest game of Whac-a-Mole ever—and count down the hours until you can be back in your little nocturnal worry pod of overanalysis (your bed.)

So there’s that.

When you do pull yourself out of bed you will learn that “Snap, Crackle, and Pop” is no longer referring to cereal, but rather the sound of your joints.

Coffee seems to be a staple of adulthood, and while you’re probably spending 20 percent of your paycheck on overpriced bean juice in the form of lattes and mochas from Starbucks right now, get used to the plain stuff. Or at least that’s what I’m told.

I haven’t had coffee in more than 12 years because of health issues, which gets the same reaction from people as if I told them I club baby seals (which no, I don’t do either.) 

Anyway, if you drink coffee as an adult, you have to talk about how much you like coffee, need coffee, and want an I.V. of coffee hooked into your arm. At least that’s what I gather from social media, which brings me to my next point.

For every reaction, there is an equal and opposite overreaction—usually be someone on the Internet. Learn to weed through the noise and for god sake, live life offline and don’t depend on the validation from strangers. No one really cares what you look like in the bathroom mirror. Except you. Sorry.

As an adult you will concern yourself with more important things like remembering to put out the trash and the recycle bins on the same day—and if you do it before the neighbors, the feeling of satisfaction is equal to at least, like, five Instagram “likes” or whatever currently floats your boat.

Other notable accomplishments?

Putting laundry away the same day that it’s done, going to the store and NOT immediately making a list of the things you forgot at the store, using up a bottle of shampoo and conditioner at the same time, sneaking an expired coupon past the cashier, bringing in all the grocery bags in one trip—no man left behind!—winding up a garden hose in under five minutes, and making the right decision as to whether or not you should cut the grass now or if it can wait until later. Is it going to rain? Am I safe?

The weather. You will talk about the weather a lot. Or gas prices. 

“Make it a double” will no longer refer to the trendy drinks at the bar—when you’re legally old enough to drink, of course—but rather the Sleepytime Tea you will need to try and relax at night.

And if you’re single and your pilot light goes out more than you do—NO JUDGEMENT I LOVE MY COUCH AND MY COUCH LOVES ME, SO JUST MOVE ON—a “booty call” will only refer to being butt dialed by your gay best friend.

Whatever. I’m in a committed relationship with various vegan edibles and we’re very happy together.

My point is that things change, but don’t worry! Even though this sounds a little bit less than exciting, remember that every day really is a gift. True, some days it’s a regifted package of razors from the dollar store or something you would like to return for store credit or Kohl’s cash, but it’s still better than the alternative.

So go forth and prosper. Delight in your youth and the future that you get to write—yes, write. Don’t just text. Like, pick up a pen and some paper and write. But don’t ever become a writer—they have issues.

Or so I’m told.

Good luck!

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15 responses to “Advice For the Class of 2015–Welcome to Adulthood!

  1. Love this post! I actually just graduated from college this past weekend, so I’m glad that your post was so apropos! 🙂

  2. I feel so old now……taking my zimmer frame and prune juice and shuffling off to bingo

  3. Your posts are fun and always make me laugh. Well, I know they’re about real life serious stuff, but I end up laughing. Thank You!

  4. You really tell it like it is, that’s for sure. Funny and sadly true. Kids are always so anxious to grow up but I’d give anything to be able to have someone else be responsible for all the have-tos in life while I just get to run around doing anything I want. You know, what kids THINK it will be like when they’re all grown up.

  5. Haha! I’m on my mid-twenties and spend most evenings after work deciding which I feel like more – spending all evening in my “nocturnal worry pod”, going out and dancing to ‘Ass Drop’ by Wiz Khalifa. These are confusing times.

  6. i feel so old its nice to read a post that explains it from a point you have never looked at it from

  7. I just graduated yesterday AND I already know all this stuff. Winning! People still say that, right?

    Anyway, on being incredulous about the time: Last night, I made the observation to my wife that we were already fifteen years into the “new millennium”. All we could do was sit silent for a few seconds to let it sink in.

  8. eternalglobetrotter

    haha nice post 🙂

  9. Satu Ylänen-Campbell

    Using up a bottle of shampoo and conditioner at the same time – that’s the true challenge! In fact, it’s the reason I stopped using conditioner altogether.. And found out that it makes absolutely no difference! Live and learn..

    PS. I haven’t been able to figure out a way to write comments to your posts via the blog I write in English, because it’s not on Which is unfortunate because my other two blogs are in Finnish! (a language I assume you don’t speak..)

    Thanks for a great blog!

  10. Oh my god, Sleepytime Tea is my savior ❤ ❤

  11. This was fantastic. You nailed it and cracked me up along the way. Yes to all the coffee, 10 p.m. bedtimes, and house parties with our cats. No shame in our games, just embarrassing sayings like that one. 🙂

  12. If I put away my laundry the same WEEK it’s done I feel like the queen of the universe.

  13. Love. This. You hit adulthood spot on (I mean, WTH?) — my niece just graduated high school and I’m totally bookmarking this for when she enters the “grown-up” world. This post inspired me to nominate you for the Freestyle Writing Challenge. Please participate if you’d like, but there’s no obligation!

  14. Abby, I love the live offline paragraph. Good and funny post. Well done. BTG

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