Across the Universe

lollipops turn into cigarettes. the innocent ones turns into sluts. homework goes in the trash. mobile phones are being used in class. detention becomes suspension. soda becomes vodka. bikes become cars. kisses turn into sex. remember when getting high means swinging on the playground? when protection meant wearing a helmet? when the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? dad"s shoulder's were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? your worst enemies were your siblings. race issues were about who ran the fastest. war was only a card game. and the only drug you knew was cough medicine. when wearing a skirt didn't make you a slut. the most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? and we couldn't wait to grow up.

- via batteredandbruised.


and so i remembered there was a time when i was still a kid, about 9 or 10. i really couldn't wait to grow up. sometimes i would look into the mirror, wondering how tall would i grow up to be. turns out that i was an inch taller than i imagined. and i always wonder at what type of young lady (lol) that i would grow up to be.. i would look at the older jie jie's around me, some would pair everything mini skirts, some are a specky nerdy- bunch, while some lives in flared jeans and t-shirt, and some of them tried to look cool with big tees and sweatpants (which i thought was really cool, at that age) but it was always a lot of denim mini skirts. not so much of denim shorts. at least that's what the teens around me was wearing. so i would always wonder.. would that be me when i grow up? or would i wear big t-shirts around and be really cool too? i was always wearing my mickey mouse and winnie the pooh t-shirts. i thought i was too old for dresses. and i didnt really look as good in denim minis as those older girls. so i put the cotton ones away. till im 16, i thought.. i will wear the same skirt, and i will look as good as them. and then everyone starts baring their midriff with short tank tops or low waist-ed flared jeans. and i was a few years older by then, so i tried baring mine one day, two days, and then i went back to my Pikachu t shirt. up till today i don't own a denim mini. only the cotton ones.
i prefer the 40's look. dresses with well defined waist and an 'hour-glass' silhouette. i guess i would make a slightly better oriental pin up girl than some tummy baring britney-wannabes.