Too Young (Phoenix)

So the potatos are in the oven, the dishes are clean, another week has passed. I’ve got a few minutes before the chicken has to be fried. What do I think about? It’s been a very eventful week in terms of grown-up-ness. We signed the contract for our new flat on Tuesday and I signed my Belgian employment contract on Friday. Yes, getting all committed and signing away me youth and freedom. But to be honest, I was quite happy doing it. Perhaps knowing that I could break my commitments at any time… I got accepted to the graphics design & communication course at Berghs in Stockholm too, so I know I will have some creative outlook for the next few months. And finally Jen’s website is taking shape… There’s a lot of exciting projects to be working on. Thank god for that. Because today I just saw on Facebook that several of my high school class mates have gotten engaged, and one even got married. Time has really passed, and of course everybody’s lives will be forging ahead. Now it’s only been 4 years. Soon it’ll be 10 years before I check their profiles again. What a scary thought. Because I don’t want to be like them, growing up doing the usual stuff. And I realize my life on the outside is precisely taking the same turn. Hah. But no, I guess I will continue doing my silly little projects and learn something entirely new like how to draw. It’s not time for me to join the pretend-adult-club yet.

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2 Responses

  1. Hurray! You’ve also re-joined the blogging universe! Well, you have a better track record than I do.
    Belgian employment contract?!
    Swedish graphic design course?!
    We have some catching up to do!
    And I agree…it’s not time to join the pretend adult club :)

  2. strangest thing, i click in to post a comment and what do you know? there’s my name underneath a response! huh? did i already post something, i thought. then i quickly realised im not your only friend with that ‘bob-like’ name. and BANG, was suddenly hit with a feeling of being ordinary; a very small pea in a vast ocean of similar peas. now i’ve forgotten what i was going to comment on…

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