Off to Neverland | May 5th 2007
Twenty one? Who? Me? No, no; you can’t be serious! I’m turning twenty one in eight weeks?! Say it isn’t so! The “age of responsibility”? Oh, you mean the age when things are thrown at me and I’m expected to handle them like an adult, right? Isn’t it also the age when no matter how hard I try to establish myself I’ll still be accused of being too young, yet when needed to do something by others I’m alleged to be competent and mature enough? Ahhh…the hypocrisy, you’ve just got to love it.
Here I am, two months shy from twenty one and I’m still as childish as ever; or am I just a normal person and everybody else is way too grown up? I’ve also noticed in the last three months that everything colourful (and somewhat childish) appeals to me. The swirly Swatch with the birds on it, the bright rainbow-coloured cardigan, pink Converse sneakers, a bracelet I made out of bits and bobs I found in my sister’s toy box…..
Growing up in reverse? Yes, I am.
Is seems the older I get, the more juvenile I’m becoming - if that even makes sense. “Oh, but Sou dear, you’re in denial, you just don’t want to grow up!” Is my mother right? Am I in denial? Am I afraid of growing up? I don’t know, I don’t think she’s right; I’m growing up in my own way and at my own pace. So what If I’m wearing a swirly watch? So what if I’ve got a kiddy bracelet on? Yeah, so I’ve stopped straightening my curls out and now my mother no longer thinks I look “sophisticated” - who the hell cares?! For the first time in years I’m finally comfortable in my own skin; I am who I AM.
“Oh Sou, I don’t like your hair curly like that, it makes you look scruffy and twelve-year-old-like”
“Are you sure you want to wear that? Isn’t it a bit too bright?”
“Why aren’t you wearing any makeup today? You look pale.”
And it just keeps on going on, and on, and on…..
I am expected by society to grow up and to “act my age”. Oh, are they in for a surprise! Dress, talk and walk in a certain way. No siree, that’s not for me (oh look, that rhymed!)
Does anyone happen to have any contacts with Peter Pan? I’m ready to go to Neverland. All it takes is some pixie dust, a happy thought and I’m off to Neverland before I know it. Who’s with me?!
Leaving you with ‘D.A.N.C.E.’ by Justice. Enjoy! :)
Till next time world.
Ta ta for now :*