I might be Immature

I might be Immature. I might try backflips off rope swings that are much too high. I might climb up rocks and jump off for hours at a time. I might throw pong balls at water cups when I get bored. I might not call my mom as often as I should because I feel like she will be around forever. I might play croquet into the darkest hours of the morning. I might practice dancing in my room by myself. I might pretend I got a girl pregnant just to get a rise out of a friend on April Fool’s Day. I might dress up for Halloween. I might paint my chest and go watch a college football game. I might paint my chest and go watch Bill Nye. I might dress up in a full suit for a casual lunch. I might pass out pointless literature on Greene Street to be ironic, I might be sarcastic, a lot. I might throw water balloons at my friends just to point and laugh. I might go to Nascar events when I don’t know anything about the sport. I might get too in-your-face at football games. I might play Wii sports entirely too realistically. I might make a bet for ice cream. I might read Harry Potter instead of the autobiography of Benjamin Franklin. I might get laughed at by the lunch ladies at Gibbes Court. I might make up harebrained nicknames for my friends. I might play full-court one-on-one with a soccer player. I might take my driver with me hiking to drive golf balls off of a mountain top. I might drive long distances for a free t-shirt. I might walk through a mall with my niece on my shoulders. I might try to shag dance with my rottweiller. I might talk at length about the most impossible scenarios. I might act Swedish for a day. I might bust out some pop-lock or river dance moves anywhere, anytime. I might get too excited about things no one else cares about. I might hit golf balls in my front yard, even after taking out my windshield. I might spit ice cubes at people’s feet and laugh if they stumble. I might always never sit still in a photograph, ever. I might make a face book for my roommates hand and arrange it so they are “in a relationship”. I might make very important decisions by playing rock/paper/scissors. I might go through with plans that I know will never work. I might not have any friends at the end of the day, but hey, I sure do have some fun.