20 going on 13?

First I was scared to turn 20. Honestly, I was terrified. Then I did it. And it was good. I was happy to say things like, "Oh look, I'm 20 and my zipper is still stuck on my jacket. Dad, help me!" or "I'm 20 and I still can't walk down a hall without tripping." But for me to say, "I'm 20 and I have more drama now than I've ever had in high school." Well, I never wanted to say that. But it's true. We are all 20. I'm living with three 20 year-olds and there's more drama than when I was surrounded with 15, 16, 17, and 18 year-olds. First and foremost, we're 20, we should not have to deal with pouting, stomping, screaming, and running away from our problems. Since when did having a good discussion go out the window? Apparently, it goes out the window when you're 20. And honestly, when do you learn to be happy for your friends instead of hoping they fail and wanting them to be miserable? Maybe you don't learn that until you're 21. Who knows. I am so sick of feeling like I am wrong. Am I wrong for hanging out with a guy? Am I wrong for swearing? Am I wrong for laughing at midnight and waking someone up? Am I wrong for karaoking so loud you can hear me down the hall? Or am I just a happy 20 year-old? And when is it wrong to be happy? College is supposed to be fun...I'm supposed to be goofy and weird and do random things. I'm not at a military academy; I'm at UD, yes UD the party school. Goodness gracious. I think that's all I have to rant about for now.

"The worst part of success is trying to find someone who is happy for you." -Bette Midler