growing up.

If you think that I'm an ever-happy, overly optimistic person, please skip over this exaggerated post full of pointless venting. I really don't want to burst your bubble if I have you tricked into believing that my life is just dandy all the time.

When I have fun, I imply having fun in the most innocent way possible.

I mean come on, who can say they made it through high school without ever touching alcohol or drugs? The statistics were against me, but I did it. I'd have to say that's pretty incredible.

My idea of fun would be plopping myself in the middle of the children's section of Barnes and Noble.
Or flying a kite.
Or feeding ducks.
Or hiking.
Or sitting in a quiet corner writing in my journal and reading my scriptures.
If you read my blog, you'd know this.

I mean, Just this morning I excitedly flipped through the pages of the newest psychology today magazine.. just for fun!

I'd have to say that my idea of fun is extremely tame compared to most kids my age..

Yet I'm still "irresponsible" and need to grow up.

Go figure.

The ironic part of this is that the text message telling me that I needed to act like a high school graduate had at least 5 MAJOR spelling mistakes. Way to go, dude. Glad all the time and money spent on schooling taught you the difference between "you're" and "your", "then" and "than", and "do" and "due". Since you're so superior and intelligent, you'd think you would have figured that out by now, right?

So in conclusion,

If growing up means giving up all things enjoyable in life, count me out.

Do it. Take my diploma, my license, my car. Make me share a room and go to bed at 8:30. I'll hand over my cell phone and delete my facebook. I'll give up my itunes account and go back to reading harry potter by flashlight after lights out.

Just PLEASE stop trying to take away my ability to enjoy life.

I'm pretty sure I can get through just about everything as long as I have a pen, my faith, and an optimistic attitude.

Please, stop trying to tear me down.

Okay? Thanks.