I quit....
 

I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult.

I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year-old again.

I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make a pavement with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.
I want to lie under a big oak tree and play doctors and nurses with my friends on a hot summer's day.

I want to return to a time when life was simple;
When all I knew were colours, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, and it didn't bother me, because I didn't know what I didn't know and
I didn't care.

All I knew was to be happy because I was blissfully unaware of all the things that should make me worry or upset.

I want to think the world is fair. That everyone is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible. I want to be oblivious
to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things
again.

I want to live simple again. I don't want my day to consist of
computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, gossip, illness and loss of loved ones.

I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth,
justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.

So . . .
here's my cheque book and my car-keys,
my credit card bills and my mobile phone.

I am officially resigning from adulthood.

And if you want to discuss this further, you'll have to catch me first, cause...

......"Tag! You're it."


Hope You'll join me!
:P :P :P :P :P

Count me in mister!!!

It is so cool the way you say this all!!! :lol:

I want to join you Chris. . .bleugh, who needs adulthood anyway.

sounds good to me Chris :D

Bren

btw...beautifully written

I'm already there...... refusing to grow old until I can do so disgracefully, when I can start wearing non-matching colours and shouting at people randomnly in the street , and spending ages in the queue at the post office and then forgetting why I was there :D

:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:

Vicki

All I'll be doing of course is modelling my elder self on Tink :twisted:

http://www.mlukfc.com/forums/images/resurrection.jpg

Been dying to try this out :lmao:

can you please run very slowly as i can't run too fast?
well i suppose i am really lucky i get a chance too act as a child with the younger children i.e going on the slide in the park, paddling in the sea, building sand castles, and it is amazing how therapeutic colouring in with crayons is, and then a chance to act as a grown up with the older children.
so yes i would love to be young again, for a little while anyway, they have far better toys these days :wink:

I wanna quit too. Bigmomma is right, the toys are way better now :twisted:

I'll join ya Chris - but only on one condition.....

Can we play Kiss-chase later???????? :lol: :lol: :lol:

made me think of the following poem

The Happiest Places.....by David Holbrook

The happiest places i have ever known
Have been the wildest ones,
Grey nettles and grey stones,
And overhead a tangled roof of green.
Down some rough bank of chalk, or gravel pit,
No use for man nor beast,
Forgotten stuff and mast,
Where undisturbed hang webs and cukoo-spit.

The sun smells strong on elder or on fern,
And wild things scuttle there
Wings busy in the air,
While secretly the hidden children learn-
How to find eggs, or wear their trousers through,

And watch thwe white clouds grow
Like sheep that feed on blue,
And how to fall and fight and love and know.

I quit too......... :lol: :bicker: :p :p :up:

AngelJ :wink:

Hey Chris...come join The Lost Boys...we have never grown up in the first place!

ROCK ON GOOD TIMES!!!

What's a grown up


Rosie

heyyy.... WOTCHit bucko... i reSEMble that remark.... :lmao:

Snigger!

Strangely enough I'm reminded of rthe stray Jack Russell terrier I took in for a night a coupl eof years ago, who spent the whole night asleep on my sofa, snoring and farting... the only id she had on her collar was her name plate........................... Tinker :lmao: :devil: :wink:

... and see... there's the proof of the pudding that you and i ARE forever young... that the two of us can sit here... sniggering... re: snirts and firts...

:lol:

course then againe... could mean that i've gone quite MAD... me laffing ... even for the fact i'm the BUTT of the joke and all ... :lmao:

i do this already! :oops:

Oh no!!! So what have you got to look forward to in your old age? :D

Having something to blame it on! :lol:

Count me in too, this whole work thing sucks

... OH ... i so agree ... been on hols for the past 11 days... go back tomorrow... and starting yesterday... my chipper self went into a fetal positition in the corner of my brain...

...i'm really TRYING to have a good... attitude... BUT... BUT ... BUT... sigh... i can't....

AND on TOP of THAT... me mnl... left a message on the answering machine this a m... HOPE YOU'RE UP FOR COMPANY.. I'M ON MY WAY....
and that's a week long stay...

tink.. near...faerie-cydal... :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry:

I know this is an old thread but just couldn't help but comment on it. Are you telling me that adults don't do any of the following?: Believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.

Oh My Gooooooooooooooooooood!!!!! Please, Please, Please let me stay 18 forever. Don't let me turn into my parents who are obviously cold, heartless and fiendish (that's if you are telling the truth Chris) and let me stay young and fresh. I want to believe in dreams, peace and smiles which obviously 'all' adults don't believe in. Oh, dear lord, here my words for speak them loud and clear!!!!!;)