Turning twenty marks the official end of a decade, a decade in which you went from an annoying 10 year old kid to a (theoretically) fully functioning person. It's a decade imprinted with many momentous occasions and milestones. A first kiss, a first school dance, a first job; the last baby tooth, the last time shopping in the children's department. There were graduations from elementary, middle, and high school. You moved into a dorm and lived on your own for the first time. You were absolutely miserable during the low points but on top of the world at the highs. It was an unforgettable 10 years--it is half of your life--but now the birth certificate is telling you to move on and enter the next decade. Thoughts?

1. What's going to happen to my teenage metabolism?!

3. I'm no longer a teenager so my zits will go away now...right?

4. At least people have stopped asking me what I want to be when I grow up. Unfortunately, they instead expect me to already be it.

5. How much longer is it acceptable to have no idea what I'm doing with my life?

6. I guess I can no longer blame everything on teenage angst...

7. They say I'm halfway done with college now. Jokes on them because I'm not leaving.

8. Because I've kind of been in school my whole life and I think I do it pretty well.

9. And those job things don't really sound very fun.

10. At least the awkward stages are gone...I hope.

11. I think I need to borrow someone's copy of How To Adult for Dummies.

12. But also, does this maturity thing just kick in overnight or is there a crash course I can take?

13. At what point do I no longer need to sleep for 12 hours every night because I've heard rumors adults don't.

14. Is it really possible that I only have one more milestone birthday left until I'm, like, old?

15. I have entered the decade where people get married, settle down, and buy a house. What have I gotten myself into?

16. On a brighter note, everyone says this will be the best decade of my life. They didn't let me down about college so maybe I'll take their word.

17. I do not feel any different than I did in high school and yet, I know that I have changed a lot.

18. Despite being 20, I am still neither a child or an adult; adults see me as a baby and children see me as--dare I say it--old!

19. I really think I'm in denial that I will no longer be able to say that I'm a teenager.

20. But ready or not, here's to the next 10 years! If they're anything like the past ones, they're going to be great.