Adulthood
So i’m finally 21, and now that the presents are over and the cake is done,the novelty has definatley worn off. Infact my house is still drowing in balloons which are doing nothing but succeeding to remind me how i should be acting like an “adult” and doing something with my life.
I have lots of friends.I have friends who have babies, friends that are engaged,friends that are married, and friends who have proper 9-5 jobs where they have to wear fancy suits to work. I even have friends that text me and ask me to ” go for coffee”. Since when did i become old enough to “go for coffee”. I dont like coffee, i want to drink capri-suns, fruit shoots, and the little plastic juice cups that you always seemed to get at parties and school discos,where you have to pierce the lid with the tinniest narrowest red straw ever with. I wonder if coffee is something that only mature people like? I dont want to “go out for dinner” either. My idea of dinner is a chicken nugget happy meal ( depending on wether or not there is a good toy in it).And maybe a strawberry sundae if i have been good.
I graduate uni in less than 6 months and i’m scared. I’m not ready for the real world. I wish i was 8 again. I liked being 8. I broke my arm when i was 8. It was the very first day of the school holidays and i was on my bike going down a HUGE hill(ok when i drove past it the other day it had shrunk for some reason) doing a “no-handy”. Im pretty sure i was also wearing adidas “poppers” tracksuit bottoms and kappa t-shirt. I want to be that carefree again. Where all i had to worry about was being home in time for dinner at half 6.
Anyway, blah blah blah. My friend Laila flew over from nyc to spend my birthday with me. After i said goodbye to her on Tuesday night a song came on the radio that i quite liked as i was driving home from the airport at 2am.Lyrics;
You think I’m pretty,Without any make-up on
You think I’m funny,When I tell the puch line wrong
I know you get me,So I’ll let my walls come down, down
Before you met me,I was a wreck
But things were kinda heavy,You brought me to life
Now every February,You’ll be my valentine, valentine
Let’s go all the way tonight,No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die,You and I
We’ll be young forever
You make me,Feel like
I’m living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can’t sleep,Let’s runaway
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back
My heart stops,When you look at me
Just one touch,Now baby I believe
This is real,So take a chance
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back
We drove to Cali,And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and,Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you,My missing puzzle piece
I’m complete
Yes there’s much more but i can’t be bothered. Turns out it was a Katy Perry song.It made me smile.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3-yr4jv32s&feature=related
Anyway, time for bed. It’s 3.30am and i have uni tomorrow. I wish my daddy still told me bed time stories.
Zoey-Mia xx
