PLAYGROUND;
Okay so I think I survived the science test today, even tho I already know not to expect anything over 80. I would probably enjoy science more if I had a better teacher or I liked the subject. I mean aren’t people good in science usually if they are smart in math. One thing for sure I know that doesn’t fit me.
I was walking around at lunch (like I always do) with a couple of friends and we were talking about our grade schools and how people used to be when they were just 4 feet tall. As much as I love being a teenager and being all old and grownup I miss being a little kid with no worries. I mean how fun was it when we would all meet up at the park and play little dumb stupid games and we didn’t have to worry about science and hard subjects because at school all we would do was color and sing. I finally understand what “with age comes responsibilities” means. As much as I want to act all mature and “know it all” I’m not ready for what’s coming. I can barely pay my phone bill, imagine how I’m going to do with my taxes. This summer I plan on being stupid one last time, since I’m never going to get childhood back ever again. Getting old isn’t all that fun. Now that I’m a teenager it’s like a little kid died inside of me.
At least I’ll always know where the park is, and if a swing is to old a rocking chair will do.













