Reality? Bugger off.
What's with reality trying to encroach on my nice, happy, bubble of denial? I like ignoring the fact that my non-adult life has yet to begin. Why are people trying to ruin that? Internships, interviews, high-heels, executive seminars, business suits -- ugh, no.
Not yet. I will be milking my college years for every possible nanosecond possible. I only get around seven, maybe eight years of blissfully, aware non-adulthood to begin with (15 (or 14) to 22). That is nothing compared to the decades of being an adult I will live (god-willing). So what's with people trying to impugne my non-adulthood years? Jeez.
BACK OFF.
*growl*
Yes. I'm looking at you well-meaning bosses, parents, counselers, aunts, and uncles!!
BACK OFF.
I will let you know when I'm going to be an adult. Until then. SHUT-UP.
Not yet. I will be milking my college years for every possible nanosecond possible. I only get around seven, maybe eight years of blissfully, aware non-adulthood to begin with (15 (or 14) to 22). That is nothing compared to the decades of being an adult I will live (god-willing). So what's with people trying to impugne my non-adulthood years? Jeez.
BACK OFF.
*growl*
Yes. I'm looking at you well-meaning bosses, parents, counselers, aunts, and uncles!!
BACK OFF.
I will let you know when I'm going to be an adult. Until then. SHUT-UP.