Are You Serious? Grow Up.

I have had a serious streak all my life. I grew up having to be responsible, considerate, and giving because I am the eldest of three. Now, being 22, I’m not sure I remember what it’s like to have fun, to really enjoy life. Is it possible that I didn’t come with a fun bone?


I surround myself around all types of personalities and sometimes I find myself taking the “responsible adult” role. It’s only with selective people, that I really show my “silly” side. Yet, sometimes even with them, I’m perceived as “crazy”. I hope it’s a good crazy. Maybe, I should get some clarification on that.


I remember when I was 18, my cousin said that I have a lot of growing up to do. Although, she was right, I did need to grow up, I asked her why she said that. She replied, “You have this excitement about everything” and then I lost my excitement.


I have always wanted to be a “grown-up”, whatever that means. Now that I am half way there, I don’t think it’s much fun. Who made up that rule that we had to lose excitement and be serious when we become adults? I want to know the difference between having fun and turning on the serious button. If stress, sadness, depression are all leading killers in our nation, why should we let excitement and happiness slip through the frowns of our faces?

Now, I’m going to live by the following belief: If I haven’t laughed for the day. It’s a day wasted.

New Goal: be excited, have fun, be happy. Aint’ nobody gonna’ do it for me.