Wanderings of Jess

I don't feel like an adult but technically I am one. I've been thinking about this a lot lately. I keep having to ask my parents things I thought I would have known by now. And it is starting to scare me because my parents won't be around forever (no matter how hard I try to make that happen). How do they seem to have the answer to every freaking question I have and when am I going to be all knowing like they are??  My parents are just geniuses and I love them so. I have no idea how to fill out insurance forms at a doctor's office. I don't know how you go about knowing when your car needs to go in to be inspected. I don't know how to cook more than about three meals and box cake and brownie mixes (what do you buy when grocery shopping? I usually just come home with chocolate). I only figured out how to pay my credit card off because my mom taught me and basically set it up for me. I don't know how to do my taxes (seriously, having two accountant parents was ...

I just took an online test and it did not go well. I used almost all the time that was given to me, I got to use my notes, I thought I had double checked everything (turns out I missed half of a question though), I even studied and took notes for several hours last night, and I pretty much failed. This semester is not going well at all. I am not doing well, my grades are pretty terrible at the minute. And the more I suck, the more I want to give up. For the first time ever, I have a bunch of friends that I do with stuff regularly. I have only one job, and it just seems so much harder. I sleep more than I ever have before, and I'm still tired. February is turning out to be a really shitty month for me. I am not sure how to get out of this rut I'm in. I don't have the desire to really do anything. I'm stressing out about saving money (seriously, it's like the paychecks don't come fast enough, I really need to put my credit card in a block of ice in there freezer...

I have kinda failed at writing on here more often. I have thought of different things to write about, but then there is no time. So since I've already ruled out homework completely tonight, I decided that today was the day to write. Last year (which it is still weird that 2014 is LAST year), I, unfortunately, had more bad days than good, the good days were few and far between. Well, all  good days were few and far between, I often had days where parts were great, then the rest sucked. So far in 2015, the good days have taken over and I am happier than I have been in a very long time. Everyone used to tell me that having nothing but good days was not good for you. I didn't understand why we needed to have bad days, just that I wanted to be happy all the time. But if you're happy all day every day, then you will know nothing else, and those happy days are just normal days. BUT if you have bad days, the good ones seem even better.  The reason that I started to think ab...