I fucking HATE growing up. WHO IS WITH ME??!

This is more of a rant, but I didn't know where to put it. There is no ranting section from what I know and I think this applies to a lot of us on this forum.

Growing up, it sucks.

I'm young, 19, sophomore in college, having lots of fun, but I HATE growing up. It wasn't to long ago that my parents were my alarm clocks, my parents paid my bills, and I didn't have to worry about anything. Life was good, easy going, and from my viewpoint it wasn't going to change anytime soon.

Queue college, being horny, and a recession.

Now I'm in debt, worry about when I get to bust my next nut, I have bills to pay, I'm hung over, I'm broke, and I can't enjoy video games (The big thing for me, seriously).

Growing up isn't all bad, the cars are fast, the women are drop-dead gorgeous, the drugs are amazing, and the music is loud.

What I am not trying to say though is life sucks. I'm not forced to sell my body to get my next meal, I have a roof over my head, and many other awesome things.

So who else hates growing up?

 

I do, I think about this alot, sucks. Also worried about growing up and then I fuck up, lose my job, friends, and life. And I'm already not getting good grades and buying weed a lot.

...I know how you feel:nopity:

lol but fuck it, I'm livin in the now mawn, the now

 

I like growing up.
I don't like having to get settled into being 'a productive member of society'.
I see these as two different things, one a little bit more natural than the other.

Now growing old, I don't want to ever have to do =P

 

I'm with you. But now it's not so much growing up as it is growing. I thought being human was a skill. Turns out it's an art form. Which is kind of a relief.

 

See, I don't mind sooner or later becoming an actual part of society; what with how stable it is, for the most part. However, what I hate is the possibility of missing everything amazing in this world. I'm afraid that by the time I have a family, kids, and a steady job, that I won't have been sky-diving or base-diving, I won't have done 160 down the autobhan, I won't have done some serious street or track racing, shit that excites you.

Now, I don't know about anyone else, this scares me. Scares me more than losing my freedoms, getting AIDS, really anything I can think of.

Complete relief, this means there is hope for me when it comes to picking up chicks

Yeah I feel you man, it's pathetic and slightly funny that people never expect kids to make a mistake. I've known people that have actually BEEN perfect, but I look at their life and realize that it's not me at all. If I was to subscribe to a religion, against every cell of reason in me, it'd have to be life. I'm in love with it, but there's certainly a big learning curve to growing up. Saying that, what I really miss about being young is just complete lack of responsibility.

 

Well, I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and my main fear lately is that I won't be able to properly settle into that society, and in the process not only ruin my life, but also my girl's =P

Sky-diving and going 160 don't excite me too too much - but I would be pissed if I died before getting front row tix to the Steelers (box would prolly be acceptable too) or getting to travel about a bit.

 

I hear you man, I think that's normal for anyone whose ever been young. Most people go through a stage of trying to reject the normal society and try to build their own identity. When those who do establish their own identity try to settle in they realize that their identity is so different from the mold.

Also, each person has something that excites them. I'm a new discovered adrenaline junkie.

 

Yeah. I went through that in highschool. I wasn't going to go to college, I was going to make a career of writing and/or do some web pages. Then, I decided it would be best to settle in. Going to school is the nice safe route, and I can always do the other stuff off on the side. Now, I seem to be suffering another crisis - as this isn't quite the world I agreed to settle into. Recent events have taught me how delicate this debt system is, and have me questioning the stability of the world I decided was safer.
But, we just gotta keep on living it until we work out what's right for us, right?

I'm a more sentry adrenaline junkie. All I need to do is spectate other people's rushes =P

 

Dead on man, it makes me realize how easy it is for people to fuck my savings, kill it , fuck my savings mother, and then kill her.

I used to be that kind of adrenaline junkie, however when I started experience true adrenaline I started to love it. Second best feeling your body produces.

 

The first?

 

Take a wild guess.

 

Sexual euphoria? =D

My list would go:
Sexual/romantic euphoria
Marijuana induced euphoria
and then Steelers watching =P (which is a nice mix of spectator's adrenaline and champion euphoria)
Next would prolly be an impassioned debate I don't like that so much, it has angry, egotistical, and other naughty undertones

 

Yar

Mine is:
1)Sex
2)Adrenaline
3)Pot
4)Adderal
5)Success

Combining random things on my list usually results in a multiplied effect, lol.

 

well, my mate and i did everything backwards. instead of getting careers, the house, the kids, the debt and the yadda yadda we did all our traveling around adventuring first.
we figured if we waited until we bought an RV in our oldsterhood to go to all the places we wanted to see and do all the cool stuff we wanted to do we'd be too decrepit to do it. so now we're settled down. we have the jobs, the house and land and all the normal accutriments of American life. we have plans that once we get bored of being normal we'll sell all this stuff and build a steam powered house boat and go chugging along the river ways.

i have a really good friend who is in her 80s now. she was in her 70s when i told her that i wanted to be just like her when i grew up. she laughed, "well then" she said, "don't grow up."

 

I don't mind growing up, i do in a way considering that you have to do hardcore work to make real money. But the more i work, the more fun i have dioing the things i love. I love driving, i love weed and drugs. Even when i'm married and shit i still will be making a good percentage of my time to do things my way no matter what anybody says. Thats the gift of life is that YOU control what you want to do. I have been spoiling myself with video games and driving and weed since i was 12 and i can't be happier. I can't be happier also because i know i will get to do these kinds of things for the rest of my time alive. Sure, the more you do something the more repetitive it might get, but you just find new things to do, more places to drive, new games to play. I'm trying to become a game dev, then i can make exactly the game that i dream of.
My importance list:
1.Adrenaline/speed
2.Sex/love
3.success (kind of needed for the above)
4.marijuana/lsd

 

Yeah, all older people are full of shit, you shouldnt listen to them.

Your body hurts more, you dont look as good, you dont get time to look after yourself cos of all the other shit you have to do, so you put on a little weight feel bad about yourself and that you aint getting as much attention from others as you used to.

And every body else does this 'try acting grown up' thing which just equates to sitting around BBQs and talking shit and boring you to death.

Your kids never turn out the way you want them to and you finally realise too late, that you really werent smart enough in the first place to guide them properly.

And even if you do get a good job and thus a nice house, nice things, then you loose all your friends cos they hate you cos you have it better off than them.

And your marriage falls apart cos 20 years down the track you finally realise it was just an act, hubby was seeing hookers all along, wifey was getting seconds from your dad when you werent looking. So you either split up or stick together and act happy cos your afraid you wont be able to get anyone else.


Fuck around, do drugs, raise hell....leave sitting on the couch watching TV for the second half of your life

 

LOL so of course, speak for yourself. though i can relate to some of your sentiment i don't like to wallow there, moaning and groaning like an old fart because that's what grouchy dissatisfied old farts do. i don't want to be a grouchy dissatified old fart so i make an effort not to feel and act like one.
i could launch into a sermen filled with the standard "life is what you make it" platitudes but we all know that we're really just making it up as we go along since plans are so easily disrupted that it's hardly worth the effort to make them. but we do what we're patterned to do by social conditioning which is foundationed in basic primate behavior. we're still apes, just more complex apes so our behavior will still be based in primate instinct, the instincts of nesting, breeding, foraging and status in the troop hierarchy. some kind of severe environmental need would have to be pressing on us in order for us to evolve beyond that very base nature.

lol so anyway, i don't believe that life is what you make it. i think life makes you and it's up to you to adapt and your individual adaptations are adding to the combined human experience thus furthering, by minute increments, human evolution. we, as individual "human spirits"/self aware human consciousness, are stuck with the job developing this particular form of energy expression but at least one can adapt in creative ways, turning the otherwise dreary job of being a human into something fun, meaningful (if only to you) and artistic.

and blah blah blah and yadda yadda yackity blah yadda

 

I hate growing up. Stress * a million, fun / 1000. The idiots get more outspoken, but the smart people get quieter. Catch 22...

 

The funny bit, is once we get use to it we have kids, then they grow up, then we're finally settled and we get old. Once we are old we then have to get use to relying on other people but have less fun then when we were young. It's all pretty much up hill until you die :cheers2: