E is for...
Sep. 12th, 2011 12:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
All that being said...

This is my ability to be an adult. I won her when I was twenty-one and a half years old.
I'm not willing to call myself a grown-up yet. There's just so much fuckery I get up to that really keeps the title from me, and if nothing else, my pictures are still hung without frames1. But that is a small purple elephant, patterned with jungle animals. Her name is Emily.
To explain the full context and importance would take ten thousand words or more, and I still don't think I'd be able to get the emotions properly across. Suffice to say that the fact that she is there for me to hold is proof of maturity that I did not know I could possess.
She is the best elephant ever.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: I have recently decided this is a reasonable metric for adulthood --whether or not you get the things you hang in your room framed or not. Tho beat me to it by half a decade or more. It's okay. I'm okay with my things not being so pretty.

This is my ability to be an adult. I won her when I was twenty-one and a half years old.
I'm not willing to call myself a grown-up yet. There's just so much fuckery I get up to that really keeps the title from me, and if nothing else, my pictures are still hung without frames1. But that is a small purple elephant, patterned with jungle animals. Her name is Emily.
To explain the full context and importance would take ten thousand words or more, and I still don't think I'd be able to get the emotions properly across. Suffice to say that the fact that she is there for me to hold is proof of maturity that I did not know I could possess.
She is the best elephant ever.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: I have recently decided this is a reasonable metric for adulthood --whether or not you get the things you hang in your room framed or not. Tho beat me to it by half a decade or more. It's okay. I'm okay with my things not being so pretty.
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on 2011-09-12 09:03 pm (UTC)(does it count if the public rooms have frames and the bedrooms don't?)
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on 2011-09-12 06:06 pm (UTC)http://www.amazon.com/Elmer-Books-David-Mckee/dp/0688091717/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpt_1
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on 2011-09-12 11:18 pm (UTC)I never wanted to be a grown-up, either. I won't even admit how long it took me to feel I was -almost- grown-up enough to have a child.
But oddly, I think the turning point of adulthood is realizing that there's really no 'form' to it. It's more about being responsible than about doing things others might perceive as childish. Also, about learning to be at home in your own skin.
And that's not a bad thing. Adolescence sucked ever so much more than adulthood.