no such thing

Ah, so much of what I've learned is false. Today, adolescence.


In class we talked briefly of adolescence, a nonexistent period in the human lifespan that people have built ridiculous ideals around. What am I? Some people will call me a child. Some would call me a teenager still, but none would call me an adult. Is this simply because I am less mature?

Not only am I fully physically mature, but I have worked hard to attain a level of mental maturity. Yet, I've read and heard so much denouncing my maturity levels. My brain isn't fully developed? I still need time to "develop" emotional maturity as well? What kind of bullshit are they throwing at me this time? A woman my age is able to start a family in many cultures. So if theoretically I could do such a thing... that leaves intellect as the remaining factor in maturity.

Hmm, but there are several things wrong there, as well. The test I'll take soon to pass high school is only things I learned before I entered high school. That's some kind of mockery, isn't it? It's like they don't expect people my age to learn anything in this "unstable" time of our lives. Not only that, they expect me to start learning but the bare minimum once I enter high school. Is this getting hard to follow?

I'm constantly subjected because of my age. People my age are supposed to act a certain way, dress a certain way, and even eat a certain way in the media. But once I'm "an adult," these things will appear childish. To me, they already appear childish.

I come to school to learn. I won't accept my time being wasted, though I feel this happens a lot. I want to learn what I want to learn- practical applications of algebra, thought-provoking literature, the origin and structure of life, past and present practical politics, truthful, intensive history if only from the past century, the list can go on.

It's not even that I'm being taught the wrong things. I just feel like I'm wasting my time sometimes. Why do I have to waste my time in a pointless physical education class that neglects the purpose within its' title and instead teaches me to dread exercise? Why do I have to fill out worksheets instead of discussing the topic with knowledgeable people in the field? How much of the six hours a day I spend here could be better-spent?

No, I spend plenty of time in my classes... I cannot just wish for something I think is ideal. I am probably wrong according to many people.

What is the greatest level of maturity, then? Is it the firm belief in equality, in the power to shape the future, things time-tested by fathering generations?

I could be patronizing here, but I think I am mature. Prove me wrong.