Jay’s Monologue

College. Before I went to school in Baruch, that word really terrified me. And I think it still does. It’s intimidating to think that it’s the last four years of your life before you become a complete adult and be responsible for everything you’d have to encounter in your life. I do not want to grow up. At all. Unless it’s about my height, ’cause I could really use some growing up. I want to stay a kid forever. I want to still rely on my parents. Because frankly, I’m too lazy and scared to do things on my own. I do not want to be burdened with responsibilities like my parents are. If only I had the ability to time travel. That’d definitely make things easier for me. I could go into the future and see how my life turned out. I could correct my mistakes. Or not. I think I’ll leave my mistakes alone. They did, after all, make me learn my lesson. But I could go back in time to when things were easier. Times when I was still a young’un, still learning about the world which I found so mysterious and intriguing (Not that I stopped learning now, because I still do). Damn, I wanna be a kid again.