The worst thing about having five star taste is that I don’t have five star taste…

At fifteen, most kids my age are wishing they were older, wishing that time could go that little bit faster so they could do everything they’ve ever dreamed of. Driving, drinking, night clubbing… Everything that seems so cool when older siblings, friends and tv show characters do it. Not me though, I wish I could go back in time, back to when it was still socially acceptable to eat sausage rolls and chips for dinner, to order off the kids menu, to watch disney movies all the time instead of making polite conversation. Yeah, little kids have the greatest lives. Last night, we went to a neighbours house for dinner. I sometimes babysit their totally rad kids, so they wanted me to hang out with them. The adults were having roast lamb for dinner in a separate room, but I got to have sausage rolls while watching Madagascar 2 (I know it’s *gasp* dreamworks, but it’s still funny) and Camp Rock and playing HSM Singstar. Why does that ever have to stop? At what age does the fun turn into meals you can’t pronounce and don’t want to taste and conversations that go around in circles? It’s not fair. My cousin is twenty eight and the last time I saw her she was telling me that when her friends get together they play guitar hero and eat pizza. That’s what I want to be like at that age. Screw being fancy and having posh dinner parties. Singstar, disney movies and party food pone everything else. And the sooner the manner police realise that, the better…

frangipani princess xoxo

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5 thoughts on “The worst thing about having five star taste is that I don’t have five star taste…

  1. I’m a bit undecided. Not only am I a great driver, (just ask me), but I also went into the video store today to see if they had the Swan Princess, (they didn’t).

  2. Maddi, what was that story about your driving that your’e not allowed to tell your dad? Yeah, you’re a greta driver.Being a kid is awesome. Just look at my bed. Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus. When I babysit I’m the one who makes us watch Disney Channel. We had sausage rolls when you werr at mine (well, those of us who ate had sausage rolls).Xoxo.. Toongen..

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