I went to go watch the Junior Miss Pagent at Cerritos High School yesterday. I'm glad I went. The poise/self expression part was pretty inspiring. The question was: "When did you realize that you became an adult?" There were lots of good, deep answers. But a lot talked about "learing to love themmselves" was when they were becoming adults. And it made me think about what I would answer to this question. And I knew I couldn't. I haven't learned to love myself. I'm still pretty immature... but then....that was going a long the lines of what they thought meant becoming an adult was. So then I thought, "Wait....What exactly does it mean to be an adult?" Because....it's nice to have those ideals about growing up...but then...not all adults love themselves. Not all adults are happy and confident. Not all adults know how to handle situations any better than a child. So...what is the definition of "adult"? And I'm sorry if you were expecting some profound realization of what being an "adult" is, but I honestly still have no clue. All I know is, I'm not there yet.
