You look around and see all the girls wearing their best "going out clothes," face full of makeup, trying just a little too hard to impress Chad in Sigma Apple Pie. And then there is you. The girl going on her fourth year, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, no makeup but somehow got dragged out of the house by your friend Stacey who just got dumped by Chad. You want so desperately to just go home and crawl into bed and watch "Grey's" but you promised your friend you would attempt to have a good time.

I am not saying that going out is bad or that I am too good for it because I'm not that hypocritical. I used to love going out on the weekends and going through the process of getting myself ready and picking out the perfect outfit.

Before I turned 21, I would have jumped at the opportunity to go out and have a good time with my girls and to dance the night away and make fun memories that we will all laugh at in the morning.

However, funny story, since I have turned 21 I no longer have the urge to go out.

I honestly would much rather stay in my apartment, invite some of my gal pals over, and drink a glass (or a bottle) of wine, all while staying in my pajamas.

It's strange how my whole perspective of going out has changed in just a year. I am not the same girl as I was but that's fine. Now, I am at the point in my life where I would much rather spend my Friday night on my laptop on LinkedIn applying to internships, looking up funny memes, binge-watching "How I Met Your Mother" with my big or anything else that would define me as "lame."

I like to classify myself in the "grandma" stage of life. Every time a friend asks me to go out, I cringe on the inside and make up some poor excuse as to why I don't want to go. Rather, I just believe that there is much more than to go to some random party where you don't know anyone and awkwardly have a semi-decent time.

I guess that is all apart of growing up and becoming an adult.

You realize that there is more to life and you find the smaller things that make you happy. I am honestly glad that I laid my old self to rest because I will always cherish the memories I made and I can thank my younger self for making me more outgoing and confident, making me the girl who was down to do anything and go on adventures. Those moments helped shape me into who I am today.

Whether you're the girl who loves going out and getting all dolled up for parties or you're the grandma of the group and would rather stay home - it is okay.