What do you want to be when you grow up? (1219 hits)
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Submitted by Soley (View user info) at 2005-05-12 08:17:18 EDT
"A kid", was my reply
"Don't be a silly girl, you'll be an adult when you grow up. WHAT do you want to be?"
"Umm... A big kid, then."
"Stop with the insolence and answer the question"
"Sir, if I can't be a big kid then I don't wanna grow up"
I always smile when reminiscing with childhood friends; it gives me a homely feeling, like that's where I belong.
"Those were the days".
They were the days, the days of all things fun and magical, the days of endless play and laughter. At least that's how I like to remember my childhood. I loved playing outside, whether it was a sun-kissed day or a wet and windy one, the little world that I'd come to know was mine and I could do and be anything I wanted. I was out there come rain or shine and I loved every second of it. I wish I could spend just an hour back in a day of the summer of '82.
There are many memorable times from many the year of my childhood, yet I've picked that year simply because that was the first summer that I felt belonged to me. I spent most of that summer outdoors, even if I was only camping in my back garden in my 2-berth tent that my Nana had bought me. There was something quite charming about reading under the light of a torch against the blue canvas backdrop with a chorus of grasshoppers dancing outside. For that entire summer that tent was my castle, the garden was my kingdom and I was reigning Queen.
I long for the magic, the purity, the innocence, the resilience, and the friends that made being a child all that more precious... just as much as I long for the warm days that seemed like they'd never end, of that summer in '82.
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Submitted by Rads_wife (user info) at 2005-06-14 00:45:27 EDT (#)
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http://www.ubersite.com/m/68315
WINNER!!!
Submitted by Soley_Trinity (user info) at 2005-05-31 08:41:03 EDT (#)
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Give me a call next time you're in these neck of the woods, I promise I'll leave my bag of tricks at home.
Submitted by Dervel (user info) at 2005-05-31 08:37:01 EDT (#)
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Yeah I was at a BBQ at some guys house somewhere near Smethick or whatever its called on Friday night and In Edgebaston till early evening Saturday.
Got your number off of Stink eventually, but that didn't arrive till Saturday evening so was a bit late.
I doubt you would get a box of matches for me, not even sure you'd get the bus ticket.
Submitted by Soley_Trinity (user info) at 2005-05-31 08:32:12 EDT (#)
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Derkel, were you in Brum?
My number is on one of Pock's posts. It's a good thing you didn't have my number, I would've got you pissed (ok..ok...drugged), stripped you and your friend naked before selling you to the highest bidder(for an empty box of matches and an old bus ticket).
I had a blind date saturday night - My friends thought it'd be funny to set me up with an actual blind person from Alexandra College. It turns out that I actually like him...
Submitted by Dervel (user info) at 2005-05-31 07:55:59 EDT (#)
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You were this close -> <- to being in the position of buying me lunch and a pint/s of Guinness on Saturday.
Only I didn't have your number and I spent the day hungover and playing my mate at ice hockey on his X-Box.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-05-19 07:27:55 EDT (#)
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Summer of '94? Really?
'85 was the shit.
Submitted by funk_boy (user info) at 2005-05-19 07:19:24 EDT (#)
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Submitted by stevie_says (user info) at 2005-05-19 07:13:47 (#)
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I want to be a fire truck.
My bell is ringing
Submitted by stevie_says (user info) at 2005-05-19 07:13:47 EDT (#)
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I want to be a fire truck.
Submitted by mrwolf (user info) at 2005-05-19 07:03:25 EDT (#)
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You make me feel young again. Mianly because in 1982 I was only 1 year old. I long for the summer of 94...
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2005-05-16 16:11:07 EDT (#)
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Fuck those Bryan Adams lyrics.
Here's some Tom Waits...although The Ramones did a kick ass version of this song. PS. I wanna eat Soley's ass.
When I'm lyin' in my bed at night
I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog
That's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna grow up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up
Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today...
I'm gonna put a hole in my tv set
I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don't wanna grow up
I don't wanna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up
Well when I see my parents fight
I don't wanna grow up
They all go out and drinking all night
And I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room
Nothin' out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old tomb
On grand street
When I see the 5 o'clock news
I don't wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don't wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna float a broom
Fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did I get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up
Ta da.
Submitted by absolutzero (user info) at 2005-05-12 11:43:14 EDT (#)
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You get a +2 becuase the post did not qualify to be gibberish.
One second thoughts "You will definitely grow old, But you can choose to stay immature forever"
Cheers !!
(Am I Mean, eh?)
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Submitted by SiskelandFatboy (user info) at 2005-05-12 11:42:12 EDT (#)
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I remember being a kid. Riding down the road, looking out the car window smiling. My Dad asked me "What are you smiling about?" and I replied "candy."
Now if I think about candy, I don't smile. I think candy=sugar sugar=cavities cavities=trips to the dentist trips to the dentist=copays copays=healthplan and the I realize my health plan sucks because my job is shit and I just want to end it all. Sorry, it got away from me there..
Submitted by Feijuada (user info) at 2005-05-12 11:24:07 EDT (#)
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I wanted to be Skeletor because he rocked out loud, but the teacher told me he wasn't real.
Submitted by Avals (user info) at 2005-05-12 11:17:53 EDT (#)
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I used to say that when I grow up I want to be a fighter pilot. However, since that's now out of the picture, I'm gonna go with "bitter old man."
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-05-12 10:18:19 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Soley_Trinity (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:16:15 (#)
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Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:08:25 (#)
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I remember being a kid. I remember being scared, angry and lonely. I remember the cruelty and the ignorance.
__________
I can empathize with those feelings Berty. I remember feeling scared, angry and lonely and the experience of cruelty and ignorance first hand, but these memories are from my years spent as an adult, not as a child. As I said, I long for the risilience I had as a child.
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I long for the resilience you had as a child as well.
Submitted by funk_boy (user info) at 2005-05-12 10:05:08 EDT (#)
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older
Submitted by hobbs (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:51:16 EDT (#)
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I got my first real six-string
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played it till my fingers bled
It was the summer of '69
Me and some guys from school
Had a band and we tried real hard
Jimmy quit and Jody got married
I shoulda known we'd never get far
Oh when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Ya - I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life
Ain't no use in complainin'
When you got a job to do
Spent my evenin's down at the drive-in
And that's when I met you
Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me that you'd wait forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life
Back in the summer of '69
Man we were killin' time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothin' can last forever - forever, no
And now the times are changin'
Look at everything that's come and gone
Sometimes when I play that old six-string
I think about ya wonder what went wrong
Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me it would last forever
Oh the way you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life
Back in the summer of '69
Submitted by pen_name (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:47:38 EDT (#)
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my best years were in preschool. It sucks to go downhill so quickly.
Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:46:53 EDT (#)
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I miss being a kid.
Submitted by hairycoo (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:36:51 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Pentameter (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:35:15 (#)
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The best years for me were 7th and 8th grade.
I always think about how much fun I had....
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and by fun you mean cock right ?
Submitted by Pentameter (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:35:15 EDT (#)
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The best years for me were 7th and 8th grade.
I always think about how much fun I had....
Submitted by Spam (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:18:33 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:09:22 (#)
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Ok the -2 was a little harsh, but still you've bummed me out for the rest of the day.
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It was a 'little harsh' in the same way that Hiroshima was 'a bit loud'.
Submitted by Soley_Trinity (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:16:15 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:08:25 (#)
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I remember being a kid. I remember being scared, angry and lonely. I remember the cruelty and the ignorance.
__________
I can empathize with those feelings Berty. I remember feeling scared, angry and lonely and the experience of cruelty and ignorance first hand, but these memories are from my years spent as an adult, not as a child. As I said, I long for the risilience I had as a child.
Submitted by Bigmike (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:12:57 EDT (#)
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Wait until you're forty. You'll long for the freedom of those days even more. However, life does begin at forty so you'll have better things to think about. For me, 1970-1976 were the best of my childhood.
+1 for nostalgia
+1 for how nice you are.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:09:22 EDT (#)
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Ok the -2 was a little harsh, but still you've bummed me out for the rest of the day.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:08:25 EDT (#)
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I remember being a kid. I remember being scared, angry and lonely. I remember the cruelty and the ignorance.
When I'm older I want to be a grown up. I want to understand who I am and why, I want to be able to make myself happy so I never feel angry again.
Submitted by Spam (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:07:51 EDT (#)
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I was born in ths summer of 82
Submitted by MickGinny (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:04:41 EDT (#)
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The summer of '82 happened to be a great one for me as well. although I was 16, the peculiar circumstances I was in allowed be to play like a kid the whole summer.
Submitted by professorfuckface (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:04:26 EDT (#)
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I WANT TO BE A WINNER
Submitted by Ainkara (user info) at 2005-05-12 09:01:24 EDT (#)
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Nicely written.
My year 1 teacher asked me that, what I wanted to be, I said a corporate lawyer. My dad's influence. She laughed.
Submitted by Sassmasterr (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:57:12 EDT (#)
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<sigh>
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:52:38 EDT (#)
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You're going to hate me for this..
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Remember before the Internet or the AppleMac...Before semi-automatics
and crack cocaine...Before SEGA or Cartoon Network...Before
Playstation and MTV... Waaaaay back.
I'm talking about the time of Hide and Seek in the park...or
the dark. The cafe down the road, Hopscotch, Donkey, skipping
and handstands, backyard cricket with a tomato box, Dandy & Beano annuals,
French skipping, charms and "arlies", jumping the river, living on the
beach, building a swing from a piece of rope tied to a tree, tennis on the
street or swing ball in the backyard.
The smell of suntan lotion, hot tar and Oros. Wicks bubble gum
for a cent. An ice cream cone from the kombi that plays a tune. When around the corner seemed far away and going into town seemed like going somewhere, and your ma made you "dress up" for the
trip.
A million mozzie bites and peeling skin in summer. Sticky
fingers and sand in and on everything. Cops and Robbers,
Rounders, Stingers, Foefie slides & climbing trees.
Walking or riding your bike to school - no matter what the weather.
Running till you were out of breath. Laughing so hard that your stomach
hurt.
Jumping on the bed..... Pillow fights. Spinning around, getting
dizzy and falling down. Being tired from playing...
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.
Paper water bombs and clay "lats" were the ultimate weapon. A
piece of card in the spokes held by a clothes peg transformed
any bicycle into a motorcycle. I'm not finished just yet... Can you still
taste and smell... eating jelly powder from the box, ice lollies made from
cold drink in Tupperware holders in the freezer. Making sherbet from sugar
and ENOS and boiling tins of condensed milk to make caramel - it took hours!
Marshmallow fish and mice rocked.
Remember when there were two types of takkies (sneakers) - Tommies and the canvas
ones, and the only time you wore them at school, was for "PT". It wasn't
odd to have two or three "best" friends. Nobody owned a pedigree dog. 25 cents was decent pocket money.
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for 5 cents and feel lucky. When
nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there. Remember when it was
magic when dad would "remove" his thumb, or make 10 cents appear from
behind your ear. When it was considered a great privilege and very unusual to be
taken out to dinner at a real restaurant or in a proper hotel. Or when on
the rare occasion Dad stopped at a roadhouse or "Dairy Den".
Remember when any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him
or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid,
thought a thing of it. When being sent to the head master's office was
nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.
Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of
muggings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger
threat....and some of us are still afraid of them!
I remember when decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny- miney-mo."
Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "Nix!" "A race issue" meant
arguing about who ran the fastest. Money was handled by whoever was the
banker in "Monopoly" The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex
was germs. Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a BIC pen pea
shooter or a "cattie". Taking drugs meant orange-flavoured chewable vitamin
C or Milk of Magnesia. Ice cream was considered a basic food group. Skills
and courage were discovered because of a "dare". Older siblings were the worst
tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors. If you can remember most or
all of these, then you have LIVED!!!!
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I'm such a wally.
Submitted by MyNameIsTim (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:51:26 EDT (#)
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you, in the back, with those french baids...what do you want to be when you grow up?
I want to be a motherfucking hustler.
Submitted by Spam (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:51:04 EDT (#)
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bigger
Submitted by Dervel (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:44:17 EDT (#)
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I wanted to be the a striker for Norwich City F.C.
I would have been too if it wasn't for those pesky kids.
(The ones who were better than me at footie I should add before you make some depraved comment)
Submitted by Lets_B_Friends (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:42:35 EDT (#)
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unbanned
Submitted by badassmofo (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:39:42 EDT (#)
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Aww shucks that was good.
I was 7 in '82 and it was a fucknig blast
Thanks for reminding of days swimming in creeks, eating lunch on the back porch, and building tree forts.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:39:14 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:36:10 EDT (#)
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Your side shag piece/boy toy.
Submitted by hairycoo (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:34:00 EDT (#)
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pish
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:24:16 EDT (#)
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No, nope, wait.
That wasn't you, it was the fu...
Sorry. Carry on.
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:23:32 EDT (#)
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I might grow old, but I will not grow up.
You just made me feel all warm and squishy. :)
Submitted by Merlina (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:21:31 EDT (#)
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I haven't grown up yet. And don't intend to. The world is a nicer place if you look at it through the eyes of a child, so I just refuse to grow up.
Submitted by YELLOW-MAN (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:21:02 EDT (#)
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I hate those questions especially,"What are your plans after high school?" I always say i'm going to clown college
Submitted by TheSpook (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:19:23 EDT (#)
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I miss the good old days. Everyday.
Submitted by Totally_useless (user info) at 2005-05-12 08:18:31 EDT (#)
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When I was little I used to tell my parents I wanted to be a fire truck.
No, not a fireman.
A fire truck.