Mature

Looking around me, I've come to realize that everyone my age around me are growing up, cultivating that mature air college students have.

Its like they've thrown away all the childishness I used to identify with them, that comfortable air that made us best friends.

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Because we could act like little kids and talk like little kids and play like little kids.

Now they've left me for their life's dreams and ambitions (and occasionally the MY-PARENTS-MADE-ME-TAKE-IT-UP-OTL) and they seem so far away.

It makes me afraid to grow up.
Peter Pan syndrome?

That's why, you high school kids, appreciate your age and life in school.
Don't keep wishing to grow up, enjoy your time when you're young.
It rather makes me wish I was 16 again.


At least I know we're still best friends... right?