justprompts Ten Times You've Grown Up
Ten times you've grown up.
I’m 15 thankyouverymuch. I don’t have to be grown up yet. I don’t have ten times. I’ll give you what I’ve got.
1. When I found out I was adopted. Which was pretty early on, so I never had that whole “My whole life has been a LIE!” thing.
2. When I switched to the big boy potty. Which was earlier than me finding out I was adopted, but I’m going in order of importance, not chronologically.
3. The first time I got in a fight at school. Jerk punched me in the face and called me a fag. So I punched him back. Three times. … And got suspended. Totally worth it.
4. Having the college talk with the guidance counselor. But mostly I tuned out and nodded my head when she paused for a breath. So I don’t know if that counts. Mom knows better than to bring it up, as it tends to wind up in a fight (although I am MUCH more mature than to pull out the “You’re not my real mom, I don’t have to listen to you!” argument. What a lame way to hurt someone’s feelings)
5. Getting my first guitar. I worked all summer at a crappy fast food chain and mowed lawns on the side. Who mows lawns anymore?! Apparently me.
I’m STILL not grown up enough to have a dog. Come on mom! It’s not like I’d let it starve to death. It would eat whenever I do! It would be a fat dog.
I’m 15 thankyouverymuch. I don’t have to be grown up yet. I don’t have ten times. I’ll give you what I’ve got.
1. When I found out I was adopted. Which was pretty early on, so I never had that whole “My whole life has been a LIE!” thing.
2. When I switched to the big boy potty. Which was earlier than me finding out I was adopted, but I’m going in order of importance, not chronologically.
3. The first time I got in a fight at school. Jerk punched me in the face and called me a fag. So I punched him back. Three times. … And got suspended. Totally worth it.
4. Having the college talk with the guidance counselor. But mostly I tuned out and nodded my head when she paused for a breath. So I don’t know if that counts. Mom knows better than to bring it up, as it tends to wind up in a fight (although I am MUCH more mature than to pull out the “You’re not my real mom, I don’t have to listen to you!” argument. What a lame way to hurt someone’s feelings)
5. Getting my first guitar. I worked all summer at a crappy fast food chain and mowed lawns on the side. Who mows lawns anymore?! Apparently me.
I’m STILL not grown up enough to have a dog. Come on mom! It’s not like I’d let it starve to death. It would eat whenever I do! It would be a fat dog.