Saturday, December 25, 2010
Time to grow up.
Being a kid stuck in fantasy, I do get told to grow up. A lot.
I'm old enough to be worrying about what I have to do when I leave education behind, leave the place I have been occupying for so long for a new life outside it's structured walls. It's Christmas Day, and I decided that maybe it is time to grow up, to be slightly mature, and to really start worrying about life outside my comfortable confinement. That is where this blog is going to come into place.
Sure, I'm sure I come across as the emotional, stupid teenager who seems to know everything, and how her life is going down the drain for no apparent nor important reason, but I'm not. I walk through life with my own colorful fantasy lit up in front of my eyes.
And when I say fantasy, I don't mean sexual.
Well maybe--
I mean, no, not sexual.
Through this blog, and I hope that you (the reader, if you're there) can go through it with me. I intend to go through the several steps of growing up, the steps that every (child/teenager and god-forbid, tween) should have been programmed to know, filed in the memory draw before the birth, so to speak.
Growing up is said to be a journey, and it seems my journey through his time is going to be a tough one.
It seems my journey consists of me separating my dream world with reality.
If it doesn't work?
I suppose I'm fine in my dream land.
Let the journey begin.
I'm old enough to be worrying about what I have to do when I leave education behind, leave the place I have been occupying for so long for a new life outside it's structured walls. It's Christmas Day, and I decided that maybe it is time to grow up, to be slightly mature, and to really start worrying about life outside my comfortable confinement. That is where this blog is going to come into place.
Sure, I'm sure I come across as the emotional, stupid teenager who seems to know everything, and how her life is going down the drain for no apparent nor important reason, but I'm not. I walk through life with my own colorful fantasy lit up in front of my eyes.
And when I say fantasy, I don't mean sexual.
Well maybe--
I mean, no, not sexual.
Through this blog, and I hope that you (the reader, if you're there) can go through it with me. I intend to go through the several steps of growing up, the steps that every (child/teenager and god-forbid, tween) should have been programmed to know, filed in the memory draw before the birth, so to speak.
Growing up is said to be a journey, and it seems my journey through his time is going to be a tough one.
It seems my journey consists of me separating my dream world with reality.
If it doesn't work?
I suppose I'm fine in my dream land.
Let the journey begin.
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