I don't know about you, but I'm (not) feeling 22

For anyone who doesn't know, the title is reference to the Taylor Swift song.  As a new employee at Dairy Queen, every one is always amazed and/or shocked when I inform them that I am actually Alyssa's older sister.  They think I am definitely the younger sibling or once and a while people think that we are twins. In reality, I am two years older.  When someone makes this common mistake, I always tell them "Don't worry about it.  I get that all the time."  

Today at Dominick's I got a ticket to enter one of two raffles because I donated a dollar to cancer research.  The cashier woman told me to write my name and phone number on the ticket and drop it in either the Starbucks gift basket box or the lottery tickets gift basket box. "You might want to put your mom's name on the ticket if you choose the lotto basket though because they might not let you claim the basket if you're not old enough."  As always, I kindly informed her that actually, I am 22 years old.  

I definitely don't feel like I'm 22 years old at all.  If I had to assign myself an age, I would say that I feel about 19 (or possibly 20 at the oldest). It's so strange how everyone is growing up and moving on to new chapters in their lives.  My best friends have all graduated college.  Stephanie started her new job yesterday.  High school feels so far in the past yet I don't feel like I've graduated four whole years ago.  I am perfectly content with the fact that I have one year of college left because I am sure not ready to be out in the real world just yet.