To be 12 is to find unending delight in all things ridiculous.
To be 12 is to inexplicably go through 6 pairs of jeans in 3 days...and only 1 pair of underwear.
To be 12 is to eyeball the last pork chop while you still have your second pork chop on your plate.
To be 12 is to be an ironic combination of complete self absorption and self oblivion - still young enough to think the whole world is looking at you, old enough to wonder what the world thinks of you, but not quite old enough to have any idea.
To be 12 is to inexplicably go through 6 pairs of jeans in 3 days...and only 1 pair of underwear.
To be 12 is to eyeball the last pork chop while you still have your second pork chop on your plate.
To be 12 is to be an ironic combination of complete self absorption and self oblivion - still young enough to think the whole world is looking at you, old enough to wonder what the world thinks of you, but not quite old enough to have any idea.
1 comment:
one pair of underwear in three days? sounds like Dad on a camping trip
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