Transitioning from being a kid whose only responsibility involves passing Algebra to an adult expected to function in the real world is scary. I try to come off as calm, cool, and collected; but lets be honest here: I am terrified of growing up. Recently I’ve had all sorts of scary terms thrown at me like: renters insurance, GRE, and the dreaded business casual. What even is business casual? Tell me business and I think a pencil skirt and blazer, tell me casual and you’re lucky if I brush my hair. And now you expect me to combine them? Please. Unfortunately business casual…