I don't like grown-ups
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captain_slinkyI never really understood why, but for some reason I'm two completely different people.
There's the Me that's always the life of the party! The organizer! The central hub that brings everybody together! I'm a central part of every conversation in the room! The guy that is always the loudest voice at the party, and the guy who everybody remembers!
Then there's the Me who awkwardly stands in the corner while everybody else talks. I make the occasional comment, realize that everybody is looking at me and I then go back to examining the assorted refrigerator magnets like I've never seen such things in my life. I try to find excuses to leave. "Anybody need anything from the store? I'm gonna go get some ice!" Nobody misses me, and I don't miss them.
Why?
Because I DON'T LIKE GROWN-UPS.
Not an age-thing; there are folks like Dan and Jerry out there who are older than me but aren't "Grown-Ups". And the folks who actually made me realize this today are a good 5 to 10 years YOUNGER than me! No, I'm talking about people who have actually GROWN UP. The folks who like to get a babysitter on Friday night so they can go out drinking and dancing. The folks who talk about sports and politics and taking their motorbikes up to the mountain this summer.
People who don't watch Cartoons unless forced to do so by a kid.
Grown-Ups make me tense, make me revert to a 12-year-old. Too big to be playing with the little kids, not big enough to know what the heck the Grown-Ups are talking about. And then when I *do* say something, it's so terribly awkward and tense that I... I'd just rather not deal with the grown-ups.
There's the Me that's always the life of the party! The organizer! The central hub that brings everybody together! I'm a central part of every conversation in the room! The guy that is always the loudest voice at the party, and the guy who everybody remembers!
Then there's the Me who awkwardly stands in the corner while everybody else talks. I make the occasional comment, realize that everybody is looking at me and I then go back to examining the assorted refrigerator magnets like I've never seen such things in my life. I try to find excuses to leave. "Anybody need anything from the store? I'm gonna go get some ice!" Nobody misses me, and I don't miss them.
Why?
Because I DON'T LIKE GROWN-UPS.
Not an age-thing; there are folks like Dan and Jerry out there who are older than me but aren't "Grown-Ups". And the folks who actually made me realize this today are a good 5 to 10 years YOUNGER than me! No, I'm talking about people who have actually GROWN UP. The folks who like to get a babysitter on Friday night so they can go out drinking and dancing. The folks who talk about sports and politics and taking their motorbikes up to the mountain this summer.
People who don't watch Cartoons unless forced to do so by a kid.
Grown-Ups make me tense, make me revert to a 12-year-old. Too big to be playing with the little kids, not big enough to know what the heck the Grown-Ups are talking about. And then when I *do* say something, it's so terribly awkward and tense that I... I'd just rather not deal with the grown-ups.
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Date: 2013-03-01 03:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-01 03:32 am (UTC)Meh.
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Date: 2013-03-01 05:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-01 05:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-01 06:04 pm (UTC)Always believe and never grow up.