19 September 2007
♥ less than three months til the big one-eight.
You know that annoying old saying, "Don't bite off more than you can chew"? When you're little, you don't really know what it means so you take it literally. Your mother says not to, which just encourages you to take bigger bites and chew more savagely. She tells you you look like a barbarian when you eat like that.
Then you get to elementary and middle school, and you start to realize what she's talking about. Suddenly you've got a lot more to keep track of, and it gets tougher every year.
And now, in my last year before adulthood, my parents have completely turned the tables on me. They expect me to be perfect all the time. Get straight As, work part-time, cover all your own expenses, apply to college NOW!, don't be depressed or we'll take you back to the expensive therapy you don't need, take your meds--of course you need them!, pay to use the car, this, that, and a million other things.
I don't have time for this. There aren't enough hours in the day. I'm expected to live like an adult without having the priveleges of adulthood.
Can I please just be a kid for one last year?
Then you get to elementary and middle school, and you start to realize what she's talking about. Suddenly you've got a lot more to keep track of, and it gets tougher every year.
And now, in my last year before adulthood, my parents have completely turned the tables on me. They expect me to be perfect all the time. Get straight As, work part-time, cover all your own expenses, apply to college NOW!, don't be depressed or we'll take you back to the expensive therapy you don't need, take your meds--of course you need them!, pay to use the car, this, that, and a million other things.
I don't have time for this. There aren't enough hours in the day. I'm expected to live like an adult without having the priveleges of adulthood.
Can I please just be a kid for one last year?
9/19/2007