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I just want to be a Toys 'R' Us kid

I don't want to grow up.

This is a good age. Can't I stay 16 (or possibly 18) forever? I'm so tired of everything being thrown at me. Stupid PSATs. Stupid Dual Enrollment. Stupid (almost) Distinguished Honor Roll. Stupid SATs. STUPID COLLEGE!

If I was this age forever, I could finish high school AND college...then start living my life the way I SHOULD be living it. Carefree, crazy, NOT-college oriented. I'm sort of referring to the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer. Bella gets to be 18 forever! Sure, if she were real, she'd finish college and go off and do vampirey things...okay, I'm getting off topic.

What I mean is, I don't want responsibility right now. I've been going through this lately--temporary phases of complete...STUBBORNNESS! I dunno what to say, it's just that...well, I'm on the brink of SO MUCH...everything is SERIOUS now...and I'm not making sense again...!

Sorry I'm being so cryptic. I'm sure some of you who are already out of school know what I'm talking about. I just want to go back a little bit...not even like 10 years or anything, just maybe to a time when I didn't have to worry about deadlines, homework, tests...SUMMER! Heh, well, something like that.

Now would be a GREAT time for Peter Pan to take me away and make me a Lost Girl.

High school isn't always hell. Sometimes, it's great. And if I were young forever, I could restart anywhere. Be anyone. Second shot. Just...*EXASPERATED SIGH*

I want my blankie. If anyone knows what I've been rambling about...bitch, moan, yell at me...or just tell me that I can be a kid forever!!!

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Eddie said…
Wow... 16 huh?

I seem to always forget that you're younger that I am. More like 16 going on 32.

Remember, I'm gay. I just read what I wrote, and if you read this and didn't know anything about me, you'll suddenly think "PERV!!"

Your non-threatening friend...

Papi Chulo
October 3, 2007 at 7:26:00 PM EDT
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