2008 Woodie Awards
My View: Sooner or later, we all have to grow up
Issue date: 5/26/05 Section: Opinion
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For me, the point of this dialogue is that there is a difference between being mature and being an adult.
Being mature is about taking responsibility for your actions.
Your parents will not always be there to wipe your behind, so the sooner you learn to point your arse in the right direction, the better.
So if I am maturing, then it is like a snowball rolling downhill, slowly gathering speed until I am an unstoppable force, or until I am 40 and on welfare, whichever comes first.
It doesn't matter if you know what you want to do with yourself.
It doesn't even matter if you still eat Twinkies for breakfast and chicken strips for lunch.
That's not what being a mature is about.
It is about making decisions that will ensure a better tomorrow.
So as much as it pains me to admit that I might be maturing, it pains me even more to realize just how immature I am.
Responsibility is not a curse; it is the price we pay for making our own decisions. It is the cost of our independence.
Some of us just catch on quicker than others.
Now where the hell are my keys?
Being mature is about taking responsibility for your actions.
Your parents will not always be there to wipe your behind, so the sooner you learn to point your arse in the right direction, the better.
So if I am maturing, then it is like a snowball rolling downhill, slowly gathering speed until I am an unstoppable force, or until I am 40 and on welfare, whichever comes first.
It doesn't matter if you know what you want to do with yourself.
It doesn't even matter if you still eat Twinkies for breakfast and chicken strips for lunch.
That's not what being a mature is about.
It is about making decisions that will ensure a better tomorrow.
So as much as it pains me to admit that I might be maturing, it pains me even more to realize just how immature I am.
Responsibility is not a curse; it is the price we pay for making our own decisions. It is the cost of our independence.
Some of us just catch on quicker than others.
Now where the hell are my keys?