I'M RESIGNING, I'M HEREBY OFICIALLY TENDEING MY RESIGNATION AS A TEENAGER!
I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an eight-year-old again! I want to go down to McDonalds and think it’s a five-star restaurant. I want to think that M and M's are better than money because you can eat them. I want to eat a whole packet of Tim tams without feeling guilty afterwards.
I want to return to when all you knew were colors, multiplication, tables and nursery rhymes.
I want to return to when you didn't know and you didn't care.
I want to remember the whole morning was filled of what your Mom had packed for lunch and the whole afternoon what you were having for dinner. When a simple matchbox car or a Barbie doll represented a whole week's worth of entertainment. When you actually had an imagination. When magic really existed. When 'Jaws' didn't look fake.
I want to think the world is fair. That everyone is honest and good would always triumph over evil. When a member of the of the opposite sex was just some annoying disturbance. When friends were real and you didn't care if they were black, white, Catholic, Asian, African, Muslim, fat, skinny, pink, green or from a whole other planet, it just didn't matter... until others told you differently!
I want to believe that anything is possible all you have to do is Dream. I want it to be unknown to me the complexities of life and to be completely ecstatic by the little things again like the sound of the Mr. Whippy Van!
I DON'T want to know of school, homework, clothes, friendship, relationships,popularity or even gossip! I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams and human kind.
I want to believe that all adults must know everything (How wrong we were).
So here's my money, keycards, my makeup, and my adolescence.
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god is in love with me
I GOT MY DARLING HANDPHONE BACK
stupid char
i will kiss my phone when i actually drag my body to get it from my moms bag
trng was so tiring
but t-stnad batting was fun fun fun!
haha
the coach's helper is so amusing
really
hahaha
we mixed up all our names
erica became shanise and shanise became erica
jia became melanie
then when i was batting i told her my name was lydia
and i acted as though i hated mud alot
and she said shes going to roll lydia in the mud later
hahaha poor lydia
my heart bleeds for her
ms ng is really scary
well the softball blog is updated...finally
hopefully we can revive it
sometimes i wonder...why someone is the way she is
why i am the way i am
Here lies,All cold and hard,The last damn dog,That pooped in my yard!
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
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