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Monday, March 29, 2004
So You're Like, Really Old Now, Huh? My Birthday is tomorrow, which should be a good thing but it isn't because, frankly, I don't want to get any older. Really. I don't. And I don't mean that the way that adults mean it, where they get all embarassed about their age and their wrinkles and their grey hair. I mean that I really don't want to grow up. I don't want to become an adult and I don't want to find a job and I don't want to think about going to University or getting married or having children or making payments and affording groceries and houses and water bills and I really really really wish that I could find my self a Peter Pan who can take me to Neverland where I can stay fourteen for as long as I live. Or better yet, I want to travel back to when I was like, four, and then I could live happily knowing that the only things I will ever have to worry about are who I want to share my crayons with and whether or not to eat the crust of my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Hailey spazzed at 3:34:00 p.m. ***
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