It’s RAG week this week at college. And wearing my pj’s today, and the thought of dressing up all week has proper made me realise how much I miss being a kid. I hear all my friends saying how much they cannot waaaait to be 18. But honestly? I’m dreading it. I don’t want to grow up. I miss how simple things were when we were 5. The hardest decision you had to make was what colour crayon to use, or who got to be mommy when playing families.
I got back to thinking about this time last year. We’d just started college. My life was so uncomplicated. I had no worries. It was a fresh start. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I don’t regret my choices. Well, maybe one. But I just want to go back to that. The freedom I felt I had. The fact I didn’t have anything tying me down. I had the best friends - I still do. But things were simple:)
If I could have anything, I would go back. I want to just relive my childhood over and over. I love being a kid. Being grown up seriously sucks.
