Growing Up

How do you know when you've grown up? Age isn't a good indicator though. I'm turning 25 and I think I still act (and think) like a kid.

I want to grow up but not necessarily grow old. Sure, 25 years has given me a truck load of experiences, but the way I react to all these are.... child-like.

I cry, I sulk, I miss mummy and daddy. I like snuggling and cuddling. I babytalk to my husband and play silly games. I laugh boisterously. Tease friends and squeal when something tickles my fancy.

Pink is still my favorite color.


I still sound girly-girl. I want to be grown up. A lady. A wo-man...

Thinking back, what a waste was that finishing school my mum put me in.

Think I need to change all these. I need to grow-up.

I don't want Never Land. I want the real world.