Friday, May 09, 2008

• Growing up slow

   

  My parents never let me go to discos when I was a teenager,  I never got to go to old wes or mary's - I never got to see them shagging by the end of the hall.  I never got to stay out really late...  not until I was 18.

  Thank fuck for that.

  I can see the wisdom of endless games of squash,  the tennis tournaments  and swimming lessons,  the piano..  and the trips away down the country.  They all served a valuable purpose...  they kept me out of trouble. 

  Not that I would have caused them trouble  (yeah right)

   

  So it impacted me socially,  never ending up in the click groups.... thank fuck ...  I became pretty good at inventing other parties I had to go to,  when in truth  I would be going to see "Moonstruck"  in the olympia theatre  with my big sister... or perhaps tagging along with my brother and his girlfriend.  Mine was very controlled insertion into adulthood.

  You cannot act cool for very long,  when in fact,  you're not cool at all....  

  Life would be pretty simple  for alot of young people if they only figured out  what cool really is.  Cool is merely getting through your teenage years  with a sense of direction... some money from a shitty job in a bowling alley and one or two people you trust .. and who trust you. 

   

  Its completely normal to be completely different. 

   

  Happy are the virgins.

   

   

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