Turning 18 isn't all it's cracked up to be. The teenage angsty coming-of-age movies really built up the fantasy. At 18 years old, I thought I would have it all figured out...and boy was I wrong.

Just two weeks ago I celebrated my birthday thousands of miles away from my family and friends. If you would have told adolescent me that I would spend my 18th birthday in San Diego, California I wouldn't have believed you. And it is that mere thought that got me thinking. Where I am today is a place I thought I'd never reach, and the same might be true for wherever I am in the next 18 years. I have begun to realize that upon reaching the cusp of young adulthood, my peers and I have all these expectations and ideas for the future. It is this point in time where we are all in different headspaces, struggling to figure out who we are and what we want. Where we'll be in the future might be nothing like we anticipated.