tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-774532739233176264.post5666708978601777373..comments2023-10-24T08:55:25.078+01:00Comments on being erica: reasons why i'm not an adultbeing ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01447158394306745621noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-774532739233176264.post-84729013174197164682014-05-26T19:20:22.678+01:002014-05-26T19:20:22.678+01:00I don't have any "in between" jacket...I don't have any "in between" jackets either goodness it's such a nightmare! When it becomes too warm for my massive duffle coats, I have to start going out in cardigans, but it's not warm enough for cardigans yet, problems! <br />I don't like going to the loo on my own when i'm out, even if it's the club I go to most weekends, I just don't wanna go on my own.<br />I can't have the first sip of a can of pop, maybe not a "non adult" thing but more of an ocd thing? haha.<br />How creepy and weird do I sound right now haha!Maisie Gibbonsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-774532739233176264.post-28249079893592127262014-05-26T10:59:52.659+01:002014-05-26T10:59:52.659+01:00Why do we have to grow up? (I don't really kno...Why do we have to grow up? (I don't really know how to work my dishwasher. I just wing it and hope for the best. Same with the washing machine. There are so many compartments and settings. Meh.)Kim W.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-774532739233176264.post-85012549720934943192014-05-25T10:18:28.209+01:002014-05-25T10:18:28.209+01:00I can't open fizzy drinks bottles by myself!I can't open fizzy drinks bottles by myself!Hayleyhttp://www.waterpainteddreams.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-774532739233176264.post-5328777397644832222014-05-24T21:13:09.187+01:002014-05-24T21:13:09.187+01:00haha, oh, I'm glad! Xhaha, oh, I'm glad! Xericanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-774532739233176264.post-83629987358337003842014-05-24T21:12:19.867+01:002014-05-24T21:12:19.867+01:00hear hear sister friend! <3hear hear sister friend! <3ericanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-774532739233176264.post-79431711542131847492014-05-24T16:47:27.806+01:002014-05-24T16:47:27.806+01:00This is such a cute post. I am absolutely not an ...This is such a cute post. I am absolutely not an adult, either. I'm stuck somewhere in limbo. I think it has its advantages :)<br /><br />xox Sammi<br />www.thesoubrettebrunette.blogspot.comSammi Cohennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-774532739233176264.post-6095246688607657042014-05-24T10:03:02.150+01:002014-05-24T10:03:02.150+01:00I turn 30 on my next birthday and can relate to th...I turn 30 on my next birthday and can relate to this... I think back to when my mum was around 35 (I think that's the earliest I was aware of her age!) and from what I remember, she was so 'mumsy' - and I'm only 5-6 years away from that age and think I'm nothing like that. I suppose the difference was she had 3 kids, and a lot of my friends say that its the kids that makes you grow up. But I sit and think, 'well how would having a child change your dress sense?' cos believe you me, I often sit there and think 'Should I really be wearing this floral skater dress with leggings and pretty ballet shoes at nearing 30?' 'Is now the time to look 'the part' - a little more sophisticated and grown up?' Who knows. I have a little dressing room full with pastel colours, flowers and pretty candles. Could I ever imagine my mum having one of those at my age? No. Maybe it's just society changing. Either way, I'm pretty content being the way I am and that's all that matters! :-) <br />http://aworldfullofprettiness.blogspot.com <--- errr, I think that blog name says it all as well!Katenoreply@blogger.com