When was the last time you could honestly say you felt like a child? No, it can’t be yesterday, or hours ago. No. Feeling like a child is not doing immature things with your peers.
When was the last time that you didn’t care how you looked like? How much you weighed? What brand your shoes and clothes and purses have? When was the last time you didn’t care what people thought of you?
In all honestly, when was the last time when you just didn’t freaking give a damn?
Now you may be wondering, what the heck has gotten into this girl? She doesn’t post for a long time and then decides to bombard you with this kind of entry. Well, let’s just say I was inspired and a bit intrigued. This all started one sunny (surprising, I know) afternoon when the grade 11 students of my school were all gathered to watch yet another drunk driving presentation. Cue: collective groaning by the whole student body. Boy, were we in for a pleasant surprise!
I’m not going to delve into the details of the presentation since that’s not what I want to talk about. (Also, I only vaguely remember it, hehe.)
So, when did I seriously just not give a flying cow about what the world thought about me? The second grade. Mm-hmm. Ten years ago, approximately. I suppose I could blame my background which has this annoying tendency to scrutinize every single detail, but I won’t. Has anyone ever noticed when they stopped caring? No, I don’t suppose anyone truly realizes because we become so caught up in fitting in and caring too much that we forget to be just… kids.
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I have childish moments or a child’s naivety/surprise/innocence sometimes. I associate with enjoying the small things and just being carefree as feeling like a child — when I was painting and making a collage made me feel like it this morning (I think it’s sticking my hands in glue and just generally making a mess) but the last time I truly did was a year ago, when it was snowing. There’s just something about it that makes you think, “Who cares</em?”
But, even as a child, I’ve always been preoccupied with the things you mentioned — I never really enjoyed that stereotypical childhood and sometimes I wish that I had.
Posted 07 Mar 2008 at 6:42 am ¶Although it does happens once in a while, maybe a couple of times each year, I fell like a child all the time when I was about 10? I remember having all those concerns you mentioned when I was in 6th grade, maybe 5th, so I guess it was before that.
Posted 07 Mar 2008 at 10:48 am ¶I really love this entry. Everyone is so preoccupied by shallow things now; no one has the time to sit down and amuse themselves by imaginary friends or something like it.
I’ve never really given any mind to what anyone thinks or says. I’m still mostly like that, but of course you need to know what others think of you even a little. I get constant nostalgia flashes of memories in the Philippines, and in fact just had one this morning. You know; when you’re sick, your mom/dad takes care of you, towel with alcohol on your head, etc etc. I feel like I’m safe from the outside world.
But to answer your question, I didn’t exactly “grow up” and became conscious of my peers until about 7th grade.
Posted 07 Mar 2008 at 10:55 am ¶I don’t care about half of the things that others care about but I still don’t feel like a child because when I was younger I was treated differently from the others and that really effected me.
Posted 07 Mar 2008 at 4:13 pm ¶Well a couple weeks ago, our school had a drunk driving presentation too. (yes, ANOTHER one =.=) This one was by Dr. Campana of the Vancouver hospital emergency room. I must say, the presentation was intense. It was unlike all the other drunk driving presentations I have seen … and … I’ll admit it … I cried. XD
Funny that drunk driving brought up this topic. =O Well, to be honest, I don’t remember the last time I just didn’t care about what other people thought of me. But I do remember having a very happy, innocent, carefree childhood, so this kind of thing probably never affected me much. And even today, while I do care to an extent, it doesn’t occupy a whole lot of my brain capacity the way it does with some of my friends.
Posted 07 Mar 2008 at 4:15 pm ¶The last time I didn’t care about what others thought of me was before I started school. So, it’s been… 16 years, because we start school at at the age of seven. I always looked different and I was picked on because of that and still, to this date, that affects everything. In a way, I don’t care what people say about me, I’m not going to change myself, but negative comments, especially about my appearance/clothes still hurt a little
Posted 09 Mar 2008 at 5:25 am ¶The last time I felt like a child was yesterday, actually. Playing out in the snow
And the night before that, I went to see High School Musical on Ice.
I think it’s important to do fun little things like that to stay balanced. It helps relieve stress.
I still care what other people think of me, but not as much as I used to. It has made me a happier person.
Posted 10 Mar 2008 at 2:46 pm ¶At a disco/party about six months ago. I just started dancing and going crazy and I didn’t care at all about the people watching me,, slightly shocked xD
Moments like that don’t happen to me often.
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