Growing Up

I never want to grow up, ever. Why? You would ask. Because the world wasn't such a nice place after all.

I am fourteen years old going on fifteen. During the past few years or so, various incidents which occur to me or to my friends wished that I had never grow up, so that I can at least be innocent and not know of true evil in the world, and that the world is either black and white, not with gray shades which are neither wrong nor right.

Though knowing that the world is not a pleasant place ever since young because my parents have told me so. I led a sheltered life, and never met really nasty people till recently. My friends said that I am naive. (I probably am)

I have a schoolmate who is a Jevhovah's Witness. His religion does not allow him to carry arms or to pledge allegiance to any country or goverment. This, however poses a great disadventage to him because that means he won't serve the National Service compulsory for all males at the age of 18. Which means he will spend a period of time in jail. This is unfair! But I know that if exceptions is made for them, then there will be insufficent people defending my country. But I sympathises with him, having worked side by side with him. I too, would rather join nursing rather than be a soldier (which in my that being a soldier opinion is not really good). It is however my own opinion. I am very upset over this matter even though I know it can't be helped. He is now suspended and is at home. I believe unless he joins the army, he will be spending a period of time in jail. Sigh. Another reason why I hate growing up. Some issues have no right and wrong and is rather sensitive.

When I was young, I had wanted to grow up because I thought that adults are clever and have a lot of authority. But all of it involves a lot reponsibility.

Growing up involves shouldering more responsibilities and we learn. But in the adult world, things are very complicating and sometimes it stinks! But even if I don't like it, I still have to grow up.