tell us about growing up.. or lack of I think I accidently almost grew up, and almost somehow started a busniss that I did not meen to, and learned all kinds of things that I never thought of learning, Oops! a little while ago i suddenly realized that it'll soon be only a year & a half until i can do whatever i want without my parents being able to say yay or nay (such a stupid saying, eh?). i'll be able to do that roadtrip with lotus, i'll be able to travel the country taking pictures, i'll be able to buy a car & get a job & move to the twin cities. only thing that will be holding me back then is my own guilt.
Sometimes it really annoys me that I'm not as old as I think I am. I guess I became a grownup last week, when I realized I was almost ready to move out.Or maybe it was this summer, when I lived in another state for two months. Or was it this spring, when I walked across the stage and accepted a piece of paper proclaiming me to know enough, "As attested to by [my parents and myself]"? I really can't put a date on the moment I "finished growing up". all I know is that in the last year I have realized more and more how little I depend on others to ensure that my life runs smoothly. I'll add more to this when inspiration strikes. I think there will be a point someday- maybe I'll know when I'm older, Hmm? \Chris B.\ Hey hey, this kicks ass, 19 years of prep, and my life is about to begin Finally!!! wooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!! ~z~ I never liked the idea of being adult, but then again, I always thought of "adult" as settling down and having a sedantary life. Rent, food, kids, job, nine to five. But that could very well be a misconception, because I see older people living life Which is why, eight days before I turn eighteen, I don't feel old, but I feel like I can do anything I want. And I can.
i can't help but grow up its really weard like i want to but i can only see it bit by bit i see Dawn grow up travle learn and love i see Shippy grow up learn change and more change but it's hard to see me grow up but i think i am starting its been 5 months sints i cut 3 years sints we cought my dad a year and 8 months sints my pairents stoped trying 4 months sints i talked to my dad 6 years with an eating dissorter 4 attemps to die 4 shrinks 4 months of shrinks 8 months without dawn 3 months without shippy 2 and 1/2 weeks with unschoolers 100 poems falling in love but im finaly feel that i have tuched ground that i have growen so much but i still have more work on me i guess its ok to grow up i have made peace with it
Growing up is a stumble and a half. It's a hard, painful test of character. Very few grow up gracefully. We are not flowers. I'll never be grown up. "If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up, not me!"-Peter Pan and the lost boys I think it's sad when people get older and forget how to play and laugh and run around and be silly. I do want to grow older, but I don't want to lose being young. When I'm 20, or 30, or 40, or 50, or 60 I still want to climb trees, and spin around until I fall down, and dance, and laugh, and play hide and seek, and have ice cream for lunch. Some people seem to have forgotten how to act young. I don't plan to. Me and Dan (D) decided that we're going to grow young together. heh! -jessica (C.) aka Jekissa (:-D) A summer made me grow up. First there was the child, the gypsy wanderer, and then: the broken and the bleeding the unliked the trapped and screaming... Yes, a summer of evil and terror and intense joy and beauty can make you grow up like nothing else. Presently I returned home a nobody, nothing left to lose. Locked up in my room, fifteen days of no food and a lot of thought after the aftermath of a battle I understood all the beginnings it contained. Eventually, I took a few brave steps beyond home again. The trees whispered harshly now they tread softly. when a battle is fought in the mind you don't lean over, spent and gray picking up shards from the sidewalk stomping out late and restless flames from the grass. A night of real tears, photographs and records And a confession, some apologies... a splash of sun, a few drinks some words and then no words. No more words. so writes Eire in fall 2000 fuck age! -moth I am supposedly an adult, but there are days when I laugh and think, my god...how can I be an adult, I am only 15 *laughs* I am twenty now, and sometimes I feel really old. It sounds silly, but when you reach this age it actually makes sense. I have lived on my own and it is kinda fun, the bills are annoying, but you get used to it. There is the fun of eating crap for breakfast and you don't have your mother nagging you about it. You can stay out all night and have no one question where you have been, you can do Anything you want. Being an adult means doing what you want, while taking the responsibility. -Gennie While I'm only 13 (5 more years...), sometimes I think about how much I'd like to be on my own... even just for a few days, or a week, or something... but then you start thinking about all the responsibility it comes with... getting a job, paying bills, insurance, you've gotta go grocery shopping and cook all your own meals (unless you go out to eat for all three meals every day, but that gets expensive), and do all that stuff. It seems like a great idea, but then again, it sounds like it would kind of suck.[1] But then on the plus side, you don't have anyone telling you that you have to be home at 10 or 11 or whatever... you don't have anyone making you eat food you don't wanna eat (because you buy it all yourself), and you don't have anyone telling you that you can't have your friends over. There are a lot more reasons, but I'm kind of babbling... being an 'adult' seems so far off... but then again, too close. -JessicaSkater Wow. I'm turning 18 in just a few hours...while I realize that the legal establishment of 18 as the threshold of adulthood is an artificial construction, I can't help but be a wee bit scared. I certainly don't feel like a "Grown-Up". The 6 year old inside thinks that adults are self-assured, responsible, free, and mighty folk. They know where they're going to go in life, they can do "whatever they want", and they're never, ever wrong. The 6 year old inside is in for a nasty letdown tomorrow, I fear (unless I magically metamorphose into a "Grown-Up" at midnight, that is). I've blathered enough. Does anyone have any thoughts/musings/inspired words of wisdom on adulthood (or lack thereof)? ~Aletheia You'll grow into to...I find my birthdays often come along just when I felt like I was getting kinda good at being the age I was... reanna I am 15 years old. In a way, I feel like it, but in a way I feel a lot lot lot older. But then again sometimes I feel younger. I guess. I can't wait until I am legally an adult, but I am also a bit anxious about it. Mixed feelings eh! ~Erin I'm 14 and almost 15, some times it's kinda scary couse I figure out that I'll be like 16 in under two years, and the last two year went by fast! I usaully think "I'm only 14 I've got a long way to go before I'm old" but then I say "Dude, wait a minute, it's not that fare away! Fucknut! -NickV I guess most people have heard a lot from me about age. But I'm starting to feel differently, I think. Like I've always known it didn't matter, but I've never fully felt like it didn't deep down. Moreso now than ever.. I don't really care. It's not something I feel like devoting any energy to anymore. The only thing that ever bothered me about being 18 was that I felt like I had insecurities that 18-year-olds weren't supposed to have or something. For one thing that isn't true, and for another, I think the insecurities are going away... it seems like everything that happens to me in life lately is making the insecurities make less and less sense than they ever have, so they're slowly withering away... -courtney I am 14, but the life path I have chosen means I will be(in a way) a "grown-up" when I'm 16, becuse I'll be moving compleatly across the country, living on my own, going to the National (canada) Circus School, I'm going to be making my own way in the world. So wether or not I can drink or get layed, I will still have to be a "grown-up" in the oldest sense of the word -beanie Well I am 18 and I am terrified about the future. I don't know what I want to do with my life and I am beggining to run out of time. I don't have any advice for you younger people to help prepare you for the future. Well actually I kinda do. I want you to start trying to figure it out soon because it really can be scarry when you wake up one morning and you realize that you are getting older and that the future is not years away but right at your door. Stuart
Ya know what though? I think this has absolutely nothing to do with age. (i don't like the whole age idea much anyway, but that's another topic.) I know sevral 30-50 year olds who ask me to give them advice on their lives because THEY TOO are just as confused as us, or as they were at our age, and need a little perspective on it. SO if you're confused about your life and circumstances, don't ask if that means that YOU are grown up. It has nothing to do with it. Maybe a better question would be, are WE grown up. As in, is our culture a mature one endowed with all those qualities that we proport to be adulthood. ANd individually, we can ask ourselves if we feel capable of striving to fulfill our potential, and if so, yup, you're a biggun. Cause nobody knows the answers. Just so you know, a nuclear physicist asked me how to resolve the question of nuclear waste. "WE don't know!" he said in desperation. I was a protester against nuclear proliferation, so I was supposed to have all the answers. Be prepared to have the answers, because we are it, folks. What is an age? can't i be ageless? can't i be 4? do i have to be seventeen? i fit none of the ideas about seventeen. i am not as i imagined myself. i do not fit with society and it's ideas of seventeen. wasn't seventeen supposed to be an age of fun and freedom and flirting and grownupness and... endless happiness and flying? but i am in my skin, within myself, freedom does not present itself, life doesn't happen to me unless i happen to it, separation too fearfull, changing too hard. authourities do not allow or help to lessen the struggles, do not push you out into the world for a moment even, you have to push yourself and at the same time, push them out of the way just enough for you to squeese by without trampling any toes. That's seventeen. princessraina developing to the point of where i can now see what the polariod of adulthood looks like yet there seems to be more gray than i thought but no, i had been exposed to quite enough already -marina, 10/18/00 My birth certificate says I'm 14. Almost 15. I'm sure I'm 5. I'm sure. I'm not ready to be 14. But everyone else disagrees. They say I'm a 'young lady.' Not. I'm 5. I will never grow up. I'm not allowed to, my dad hasn't yet. Besides, being a grownup sounds like too much work and worry. I think I'll just stay 5 forever. It's much nicer that way. Enough of the weirdness (no matter how truthful it seems to me). Does anyone know why it is that so many people seem to try to grow up faster? I'd like to tell some of those 7 year old girls, makeup is for old people. And you don't have to worry about how you look, and you don't have to think about getting perfect grades, and you don't have to act all grown up or be scared of mud and worms or wear 'cool' clothes and listen to pop music. You don't have to follow the crowd. Be a kid while you can, you'll be old soon enough. The boys are smarter that way, many never seem to grow up at all. - Nikki
I'm 19. I'm an adult... or almost... around January 6th or so, I'll be moving into a little basement suite, all by myself. I go to university. I'll be done soon - just another year and a half. Then I'll be 21 years old, with a BA in politics. And where will I be? Perhaps, just perhaps, will I be getting married sometime after that? Or buying a house? What jobs will I have? When will I have children? - Christy I am 15 but I rarely feel that old. I often feel much much older then that. I have always been the sorta mother person in my life (when I went to school I was the "mother" to my class I had taken care of both of my boyfriends as well) I sometimes think I could just "be" older. like cancel out my other age and make myself older. but then sometimes I wish I was younger again. cause then I wouldnt have to deal with the responsebilety of growing up. I take public transit everywhere and I often talk to random people and when I tell them I am only 15 they always phreak out and then I get the atention that I wanted in the first place. but then I often wish I was older because then I wouldnt have to deal with people thinking I am not old enough to do what I want to do (get a job or have sex or whatever). I kind of have the feeling that my life will "begin" when I can drive. then I will get a job and I will go other places and maybe I will be going to a four year university at 16 or 17 and then I will be living by myself and all that stuff too. I think I wish I was older more then I wish I was younger because I really want to get on with my life. as far as getting married goes, I dont think I will ever do that, not unless they pass a law in california where 2 girls can get married. and I dont know about kids. maybe, maybe not. and then again maybe I will move to england and disapear for ever. sometimes I think I have my future all figured out. then sometimes I think "jeeze, I have NO idea" so yeah. I need a fake ID then I could be older and my previos age could disapear. wouldnt that be fun? I think so....~Malia(Laurel) I want every year to be at least two years long, maybe more. Life is going by a touch too fast at this point. I love being 16. I'm more independant now than I've ever been, I know more, I can do more. At the same time, I do miss being 15, and 14, and 11, and 7, and 5 and 2... and I also want to be 17 and 18 and 20 and 35 and 68. I know those will all come, eventually. And I know that this is the only time I will ever have to be 16. To think the way I do, have the freedoms and constraints I have. And already this year is almost half over. I have concrete plans for most of the rest of the year. I have vague but big plans for what I'm going to do when I'm 17. And then in just 2 years I move out, get a job, go to college... or not. But I'll need to decide. Two years. That's not very long at all. And it's scary. It's also scary, although reassuring at the same time, that I have most of my life in front of me. A lot of what I do now really won't matter in 20, 40, 60 years. But what it comes down to is... I don't have enough time. I want to move to Pluto. Or maybe just Saturn... but I want to be 16 for a lot longer than one measly year. [1]One good way tht I found to expirience this independence without aall the responsibility at once, was housesitting. Make friends with grownups who hve lots of pets, travel often, and live far enough away that you actually haave to switch your life over to their place for week or so. It's a really good expirience. ~Tessa For me, one of the most difficult things about growing up, is that I want it so badly, that sometimes I think I'm not living in the presant, but in dreams of the futer. I want so much for my life to be MY problem. I want it to be MY deal if I fail to put on sunscrean, and low and behold, I get burned. I want the consequences of my actions to be real, instead of the fake meaningless blah of my mom yelling at me. I want to do whatever i want. I want it to be all up to me to make it happen for myself. I want to do all the things my spirit is desperate for. I want to live as fully as I can, laughing all the way!!! NBTSWikiWiki | Recent Changes Edited 51 times, last edited on March 27, 2002 by 144.13.6.10. © 2000 NBTSC Webmasters |
