The end of One year, and the Beginning of Another

I turned 22 on March 16th. I can't believe another year has come and gone! I feel so old now, like the joys and irresponsibility of youth is so far away from me, and sometimes I wonder if I missed out on something I should have experienced or there was something I could have done differently.
Where does responsibility and adulthood start or begin? I know there are still crazy moments to be had, and random spontaneity that will occur. I just feel like in some ways that part of life must end, and the more responsible, serious, professional Reba must come through. I don't want to stop being a kid. I don't want to stop being goofy and outgoing and doing weird things just to make a scene and look different. I still want to go nuts over stupid things, and be over dramatic sometimes. Is that still okay when your an adult?
Im learning that your life is not something someone can "show you the ropes" at, and its not something you can always model from someone else. Your life needs to be your own, and you and God are the only one's who can figure out exactly who you are, and what your purpose is. I think that God purposefully doesn't always show us what to do, or give us the answers we want because he wants us to grow through it, and learn what it means to live your life the way he made you to live it, and grow through the stretching and challenging times that life brings...

P.S. This picture was some of the group that went out to Chiang Mai Thai in Uptown to celebrate my birthday! It was lots of fun!