I am an Adjective

If you ask me if I am an adult, I would say, No.  I probably will never be an “adult,” mainly because I find the whole idea insulting.  To me, defining yourself as an adult is a separation of the soul.  It’s denying your childhood experiences, the most important, and self defining memories you will ever have.  Your childhood will define who you are for the rest of your life.  So how can you so easily dismiss that?  Don’t you realize that in doing so you are referring to yourself in the past tense?  It’s like referring to yourself as if you, or a large part of you, is dead and gone, and all that’s left is the, “adult.”  FN depressing if you ask me.

Now don’t get me wrong, as we grow older, we get slower…that’s inevitable.  But older doesn’t mean less younger in my opinion.  When I think about my age, I can’t help but think my math is wrong.  I don’t “feel” as old as I am.  In fact, I still feel like I did when I was in high school pretty much except I have a career and harder to outsmart.

(Don’t try it kids!  I already know what you are going to do before you do because I’ve already done it.)

So basically, I’m a teenager with the financial stability to buy bigger and better toys.  And here’s where I get to my point: I hold more stock in the opinions of kids than I do the opinions of adults.  The reason for this is because kids have not rejected their childhood therefore have not stopped using their imagination.  Adults…well let’s face it, when the last time you used a cardboard box for anything other than packing?  As for me, I just used one as coffee table and before that it was a cat-eating monster. (My cat didn’t appreciate the game, but I thought it was hilarious chasing her wearing a cardboard box).

So I listen to kids.  I listen to their problems.  I listen to their stories.  I listen to their dreams, and I listen to their music.  I listen to them because that keeps me in the correct mindset – that of a kid.  If you listen to other “adults” for too long, you start thinking like one.  And when that happens, you disregard what it means to be a kid.

Sure, many adults might call me “childish” or “immature”, but to me, that’s just elitist drabble.  Kinda like seniors who talk down to you because you are a freshman in highschool.

Well, I for one think kids are cool.  I can easily spend hours building a tower out of wooden blocks with my nephew or talk about random stuff with my niece.  I consider it an honor that they don’t see me as an adult.  I’m in that unique category of being an adjective.  I’m the “cool”, “crazy” or “silly” (insert boring noun here).  Ever notice how “adults” are described with nouns whereas kids are described with adjectives?   “My friend” as opposed to “the wild one” or “my boss” as opposed to “the big fat bully”

So in short my advice to you grown-ups.  Strive to be an adjective because everyone is already a noun by default.  And when a teenager recommends a band that you’ve never heard of before and says “they’re cool, I like them.”  Then do your fn homework and youtube them.  You might be surprised at how much you like them too!

Matt and Kim – “Daylight”

We cut the legs off of our pants
Threw our shoes into the ocean
Lay back and wave through the daylight
Sit back and wave through the daylight

Slip and slide on subway grates
These shoes are poor man’s ice skates
Fall through like change in the daylight
Fall through like change in the daylight

I miss yellow lines in my roads
Some color on monochrome
Maybe I’ll paint them in myself
Maybe I’ll paint them in myself

These sidewalks liquid then stone
Building walls and an old pay phone
It rings like all through the daylight
it rings like all through the daylight

(chorus)
And in the daylight we can hitchhike to Maine
I hope that someday I’ll see without these frames
And in the daylight I don’t pick up my phone
Cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home

I have five clocks in my life
And only one has the time right
I’ll just unplug it for today
I’ll just unplug it for today

Open hydrant rolled down windows
This car might make a good old boat
And float down grand street in daylight
And float down grand street in daylight

And with just half of a sunburn
New yellow lines that I earned
Step back and here comes the night time
Step back and here comes the night time

(Chorus)

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~ by Sejik on 05/03/2010.