Thanks for bringing this to my attention. I feel like I ought to make a personal statement.
When you are young, people around you are always trying to look older, be older. You know? Like girls wearing make up and high heels and short skirts. If you ask me, a whole lot of trouble comes about just because people want to be older, or act older. Smoking for one. Loads of people do it for the image. And that image is an older one. People do stupid things to act older.
Even if it's not older directly, there is something about moving on that I don't like so I hereby declare, I refuse to grow up.
I refuse to wear short skirts and hoop earrings, I refuse to giggle about boys, I refuse to take responsiblity for my actions and to clear up the messes I get into. I refuse to stop depending on others, I refuse to copy those around me. I refuse to revel in newfound freedom, I refuse to slam doors on my famiy. I refuse to dye my hair black and listen to angry music, I refuse not only to grow up, but to do anything that causes people to account for my actions by whispering worriedly to each other "it's because she's growing up". I refuse all this and anything else that people call signs of growing up.
I will do my very best to stay as I am until a time comes when I have no choice, and it's either move on or get washed away.
I suppose there will come a time when I really regret this statement, but with any luck, I'll remember how I feel right now, as I type. My attitude towards adulthood, and perhaps remember some of my memories.
As far as I am concerned, I am in no hurry to grow up. What does the future hold except uncertainty and anxiety? What is there to lose out on by hanging on to youth? As far as I can tell, I am prfectly happy the way I am, and I feel absolutly no need to change. So whether I am 14, 15, 16 or 18, you can take if from me, I most certainly wont be a woman. I'll be as I am right now, a girl foreer. I see youth as a gift, not a curse. If I die today, I wont feel any regret, knowing the best years of my life are mostly behind me.
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Shut up, you are wrong, you're all wrong! I wont grow up and you CANNOT MAKE ME.
Don't worry, I am happy to play with Barbeie. She and her fun loving friends keep my entertained for hours.
I'm kidding, I mean the age where you mess around, where you occasionally go to the park, NOT to do drugs, but to run races or climb trees or see who can almost fall in the lake the best. Instead of the age when you "grow up" and that "growing up" isn't even proper growing up.
Where as you are way back in childhood.
Right, totally. Didn't you say you're favourite animal was poo?
Oh nothing, you are far too womanly for me to openly argue with. I feel dwarfed by your adulthood. And me a little girl.
Ah the way of the world. It's a terrible thing. I am scared it's a good thing I am only a child, I have not to understand it.
We both know the time I was supposed to become an adult has come and gone and I don't care cos I don't need it and..wait, I forgot what I was saying.
Oh yeah, will this time be signposted?
Just like you one day woke up and thought, "I'm gonna stick a great big metal stick through my belly button!"
My mom never surprises me, I am sad.
Cause it's easier to write "mom" than "mum"
kk sar- i mean dooki, i kno this is based on mine and ur convo bout out bday!!! but there is noh way i am going to the snowdome
and we dont have to do annything womanish if u dont want... but pls not snowdome, dont you remember when i felt down the slope and hurt my hand!!! IT HURTS!!!
btw: kims screen name is weird
Minal, it was your own fault that you fell over *snigger* And besides, what about when you put all that ice down my back!
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