Childhood nostalgia

I can't believe i'm saying this but i wish this break was shorter. I'm already really bored and we've still got another 3 months to kill. If only we were going overseas, now that would be the ultimate post-hsc celebration. But as usual my mum has turned back on her words. She never keeps her promise, even when we were little she'd bribe us to do things like if we cleaned the car she'd take us somewhere fun. Liesssss.

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I used to be so naive. When i was 8 or so, my mum would pay us 20cents to wash the dishes for a week. Talk about JIPPED! She only upgraded to $20/wk when i was 13 when she realised that no one's ever gonna wash the dishes with her pay rates.

Nowadays I get a helluva lot more than that for doing nothing. So my mum has dropped the pay rate to nothing and now there's no more incentive to do housechores...except maybe to escape the evil glares from my mum...

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Maybe being naive was a good thing. With being naive there was a freedom. We used to have fun. We held Christmas parties where us kids would play in a jumping castle outside in the backyard whilst the adults danced under the lights inside the house.

Now everyone's too busy. We've locked ourselves inside a shell, blinded by our own lives. No one has the time to step out of their repetitive schedules and find out what life is really about.

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I don't want to live my life in a box. I want to taste the freedom that i used to feel as a kid. Maybe it's the way mankind is. We all grow to be greedy.

I wish i could take back my selfishness, my greed.

I wish for my 20cents/wk.

Growing up is tough. It's suffocating.