My girlfriend says I'm too old for my immaturity. At twenty-nine years of age, I still have a quirky sense of humor, act like I'm the main character of some teenage melodrama and lash out like a complete buffoon. I understand how this can be construed as annoying and embarrassing, but I don't care . . . I'm a child at heart and proud of it! She's oftentimes criticizing the shortness of life and how precious of a commodity time is . . . so why all the fuss? If life is so short, then shouldn't I have all the fun and enjoyment of it as possible? Besides, I know deep down she truly loves my childish antics.
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