Getting things backwards
Jul. 24th, 2003 04:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kellinatorIt hit me yesterday:
When I was a teenager in high school, I went to class, studied, went to band practice, went to club meetings, went to work. That was pretty much all I did. And pretty much all I thought about was how to get a good scholarship so I could go to a good college and become a fine upstanding member of society. I was on the right track: I got good grades and generally acted responsibly.
Basically, I was a little grownup.
Now I'm 25. I'm out every night, I get in trouble with my parents for not calling home often enough, I spend money irresponsibly, I dye my hair odd colors. The things in life that currently get most of my attention are boys, booze, comic books, LiveJournal, Homicide, and what am I going to do for fun this weekend.
Basically, I've become a teenager.
When I was a teenager in high school, I went to class, studied, went to band practice, went to club meetings, went to work. That was pretty much all I did. And pretty much all I thought about was how to get a good scholarship so I could go to a good college and become a fine upstanding member of society. I was on the right track: I got good grades and generally acted responsibly.
Basically, I was a little grownup.
Now I'm 25. I'm out every night, I get in trouble with my parents for not calling home often enough, I spend money irresponsibly, I dye my hair odd colors. The things in life that currently get most of my attention are boys, booze, comic books, LiveJournal, Homicide, and what am I going to do for fun this weekend.
Basically, I've become a teenager.
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Date: 2003-07-24 11:11 pm (UTC)In high school I was one of the "good kids".. one of the kids eveyrone's parents (mine included) trusted and depended on. I was the designated driver, the cab service, and the one to call when someone needed to know "where is my kid?"..
And now I cackle at the thought of being ANY of those things.. muahahahahahahahaaa!
Welcome to being a teenager. Nice of you to join the club. *giggle*