So internship seems to have consumed me in a wave of paperwork and datelines that have to be met lest we suffer the wrath of the higher powers. Exactly who these "higher powers" are, I have no idea but I'm just hoping they're not
extraterrestrials bent on taking over the world. I mean, you'd never know, right? Especially in the corporate world. Besides, it's more fun to think of your boss as an evil mind-controlling alien.
It's hard to feel like a teenager when thrust into the world of policies and politics. Okay fine, technically, I'm at the last of my teenage years but still, it feels too soon. Is it so darn irresponsible of me to say that I'm not ready to grow up yet? Would it be inappropriate for me to say that I still have things I want to do before I get any older? Things I've been wanting to do since, well, since being a youngin' with not a care in the world. Things like visiting Disneyland, or cuddling my very own pet hamster, or spending the night by the beach with my best buds.
Yeah, simple things like that.
So just carry me home tonight, treat me like a child.
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