When i was younger I was constantly worried that there would be a Zombie Apocolypse, and over the years i formulated a few plans incase one happens. Usually these plans where formulated when i was having "recreational" times with my friends, so i could'nt tell you a full plan, however the general jist was steal a car (none of us could drive), Drive to the nearest supermarket (without any knowledge of how to drive a car), break in (with everyone else), stock up on beer, food (whatevers left), and weapons, and attempt to survive in a sort of Rag Tag Fallout 3 kind of way. This seemed full proof, apart from the fact that we all teenagers and having far too much "recreational" fun to give a fuck.
And to my point in all this........... I had alot of fun when i was younger, some say too much, and my paperound and saturday job barely kept up with my rock and roll lifestyle. if Mum knew i was borrowing a fiver to supplement the cost of fags and rizla for our evemings entertainment, im not sure she would've been so giving.
But i thought when i was that age, i thought when i get older i'll have to grow up, get a proper job, be mature, move out of my parents house, find a girlfriend, generally be boring like my parents (sorry Mum and Dad) and it all seemed impossible.
I now realise looking back, i still feel like im 17, in this big adult world, and people seem to think im an adult too. I have a proper job, i have a wonderful girlfriend, a nice flat, everything i thought would be boring, and it all just sort of happened, and its great. I have Houseplants, A Bookcase, I love Kitchen utensils and Cushions. I have become everything i hated at that age, but i dont care. I still have fun.
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