When you graduate, you walk down the stage, get your diploma, shake some hands, and then get shipped off to “adulthood.” Wouldn’t it be nice if instead of a diploma, they gave us a 500-page manual on how to be an adult? I say this as a 20-year-old college student who is not only studying 18 credits per semester, but also holding a part-time internship at the same time. And don’t even get me started on taxes! It’s hard out here trying to balance everything.