leaving childhood behind ... moving on |
leaving childhood behind ... moving on |
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Back in the old days, most of us never had to worry about anything. We were childish, youngsters, and carefree. we dont carry a cartload of responsibilities as much as adults. And, we like that? dont we? we didnt have to wash dishes, vacuum the carpet, and help around the house much or at least, we didnt had it hard. remember, we were amaze of pets running around your house, cool pets in the car passing by you? And ... perhaps, our funny spiders experiences? Oh man, we never had to care about looking "pretty", "cute", and "good-looking". We were already cute. We dont have to shop for acne products, new fashions, styles, and shampoos. We didnt care much about it. It didnt bother us until now, puberty changes conflict our lives. Nowadays, we spend time being more responsible and mature around the house. we no longer expert at seeing and believing miracles. we left childhood ... a while ago.
![]() Open your eyes now, you're an old hag. Do well in school; get into whatever college and graduate. If you can do well during these years, you will most likely have a better child. You will treat them a good childhood years without having to worry too much about paying bills, over working, and money. What a child need … is you. ![]() Do you like being a child or adult/teenagers? What was your experience in life? what was so great about it? Why is one better than the other? haha, i'm so random ;] |
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I miss being a child. I was really happy. My faith in God was really strong and I was nice to everyone. I wasn't the pervert I am now O_O -_- and I actually had a close relationship with my parents. Every year in my birthday I would get wonderful presents and every goal I achieved I was praised. Everyday was a fun time at school. Every summer was a visit to the playground and a "hello" to the ice cream man. Best part of all, I didn't (like) like anyone (those who experienced unrequited love would know what I mean).
Now, it's just not the same. I'm so insecure and really paranoid. Pressure came along with age and I just got too busy with things. Friends think "not caring" will get them anywhere and I still reminisce of my childhood days. Overall, childhood years ![]() |
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