SUNDAY MORNING BLUES
don't you just hate it when you wake up early on a Sunday morning?
i mean, i went to bed at midnight last night, and i was expecting a long luxurious sleep. but unfortunately, it never came.
i used to be able to sleep until noon, or way into the early afternoon...and now i'm wondering whatever happened to that person. i've always wondered why grown ups always woke early. and now i guess i'm turning into one.
nay...i think i AM one.
the thing with me is that i never acknowledge myself as a full-fledged adult. even though i've been doing the "adult thing" for quite some time now. i mean, i still play video games, watch cartoons, for heaven's sake my phone has Tony Hawk on it and resembles pretty much a gameboy...! but in the back of it all, i'm adult with real responsibilties.
what is an adult anyway, but a big kid able to buy most of the things they want...flashy cars, expensive watches, leather purses, clothes...small toys become big toys...plastic cars become real ones.
what is wrong with me anyway...?
it's sunday morning and here i am pondering if i myself am an adult...come to think of it, it's not something a child would do. why, why, why is it so hard to accept the fact that i am growing up....i mean AM a grown up?
i guess, i just need some coffee...or maybe some hot milk to satisfy the child in me.
i mean, i went to bed at midnight last night, and i was expecting a long luxurious sleep. but unfortunately, it never came.
i used to be able to sleep until noon, or way into the early afternoon...and now i'm wondering whatever happened to that person. i've always wondered why grown ups always woke early. and now i guess i'm turning into one.
nay...i think i AM one.
the thing with me is that i never acknowledge myself as a full-fledged adult. even though i've been doing the "adult thing" for quite some time now. i mean, i still play video games, watch cartoons, for heaven's sake my phone has Tony Hawk on it and resembles pretty much a gameboy...! but in the back of it all, i'm adult with real responsibilties.
what is an adult anyway, but a big kid able to buy most of the things they want...flashy cars, expensive watches, leather purses, clothes...small toys become big toys...plastic cars become real ones.
what is wrong with me anyway...?
it's sunday morning and here i am pondering if i myself am an adult...come to think of it, it's not something a child would do. why, why, why is it so hard to accept the fact that i am growing up....i mean AM a grown up?
i guess, i just need some coffee...or maybe some hot milk to satisfy the child in me.
posted by Sen-sei at 9:24 AM
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