It's on His Face

Look closer..

My boyfriend had been talking about finally growing a "beard" for months. I would always just shake my head and say "No, you're not." Well, he did -kind of.

The interesting thing about us is that we have seen each other grow up in the last four years. We entered high school with baby faces and weird proportions, and now here we are at the end. We've finally grown into our shells. But now my boyfriend has grown into his shell and out of his face.

He is trying to take on a more "manly" appearance and see "what he can do with it". What he did was attempt the goatee. That day he said "Hey, look at my face." I looked and had too look a little closer. The cute thing about his facial hair is it's blonde. The hair on his head is brown. So naturally, it looks a little...odd or as he says, "it's unique." And that's why I love him. He just wants to be himself...excuse me.."manly".

He's so proud of it. Boys will be boys and If this is the worst he'll do to be more "manly", that's alright with me.

Bring on the goatees!

18 going on 50

I'v recently been told that I'm too old for my age. I have realized that this just may be true 2 hours ago.

I was raised in a home where everyone pulls their own weight. With age comes more responsibilities and the expectations are raised. I am not saying this is how it should be. I would've enjoyed my earlier teen years more if I got to go out instead of being grounded for not folding the towels ( yes it has happened). But it has helped me to be more dependable and an all-around better worker in my job. I'm always on time, I'm always working, and I always answer for any error I make. I am also the person they always call when they're short-handed, need help with the figures, or want me to cover for them. It's sad to say that I'm the only one willing to show up and help.

I'm going to age 30 years when I say this: What is wrong with kids today!? I can count how many friends that I've gotten jobs on two hands. None of them are currently employed. All but one were fired. They just did not care. Their parents gave them cash, cars, and clothes; so why bother? I guess if it were that way for me I may not care AS much, but my parents taught me to have pride in the things I do and to do it right or not at all. I cannot tell you how many times my mother has made me re-mop an entire floor because I missed 2 spots. She prepared me for this.

Which brings me back to me realizing how old I was for my age. A cashier called in tonight for tomorrow's shift. She had had this schedule for over a week. She made a hair appointment today for the time her shift started tomorrow. She wont be able to make any of her shift because of her hair appointment. Call me crazy, but when does it take 6 hours to get your hair done?

Kids these days.