manchild?

I’m 22 in a month. I am financially independent, live in a flat, am educated and usually have money to burn. I have a PS2 set up in my room so ican play it from my bed, and my main hobbies include sports, dick jokes, and video games. I am pretty much a manchild with no real goals of getting any more “mature” (whatever the fuck that means anyway)

but over the last 8 months ive had a girlfriend who has, surprisingly enough, not done much to stab out the heart of my inner child, unlike my previous ex girlfriends, may they rot in hell. in fact i think the fact that i am the way i am has made our relationship a lot more stable and healthy than most people i know.

as an example, i have a friend who has also been in a relationship slightly longer than mine. he was brought up in a similar way to me (upper middle clas white kid) sent off to uni at the same time. we both spent uni fucking our way through the first year girls and doing stupid shit like setting fire to our sink with methylated spirits and “bagsing” days when the other person had to be out of the house at night (for wooing chicks- we were flatmates, until he made the fatal error of moving in with his gf)

this weekend he was going to come to a LAN party with us, but his girlfriend vetoed it. on many occasions when asked if he would come out he hasnt been able to, on one occasion he was busy doing a 1000 piece puzzle, or he is out shopping with her (i.e. watching her try on shoes).

on the other hand i never go into stores with my gf unless its a lingerie store or unless she is helping me to dress (the only clothes i buy myself are novelty shirts and board shorts) because she knows its fucking boring. i got her to sign up at the gym so she would stay in shape, cos i dont want a fatass gf. when i said i was going to a LAN this weekend it wasnt a query it was a statement of fact. the difference between me and my mate is that he treats his woman like a queen- i treat mine with respect.

While he is now a shell of the fun guy he used to be, my antics have only gotten more well thought out, except the incident with the fireworks and the toaster. and not only that but he has moved out of his gfs place following a huge fight twice, and has come to cry on my shoulder numerous times about what an unreasonable psycho she is, all because he let her whip his ass to submission and then expected him to stay as a doormat his whole life.

who else here is a manchild? i was reading all this shit earlier about guys losing their sense of responsibility- like its up to a guy to do everything like buy a house, be the breadwinner etc. fuck that, id rather have fun.

I guess i’m sorta the same?

I train, go to work, hang out with friends, have my wii, ps2, xbox and gamecube set up so I can play them in bed…and watch dvds, sex etc.

My gf never really gives me any hassle about anything other than cleaning the house once a week.

buh?

I’m also 22. I’m not really financially independent, since I’ll be going back to school in a year (changing countries again, yay!). I also say “fuck that” to growing up. But whereas you fuck a bunch of chicks and go to parties and shit, I work, train, play video games, watch sports and hang out on the weekends from time to time. Because really, that’s what I like to do. I’m pretty young still, so I’ll do what I want. But I’ll probably be going to medical school in a bit, so I guess I’ll eventually have to grow up.

Fuck life anyway.

As far as partying and fucking tons of girls and whatnot goes, I haven’t been that interested. But I’ve never had a girlfriend who tried to control my shit. Couldn’t stand for that. Fuck all that, really.

Here’s to continuing to procrastinate on growing up.

There’s nothing wrong with having fun, and you definitely can’t let someone treat you like a door mat. I’m older than you, though (31). I think at some point the whole party lifestyle and carefree attitude gets a little pathetic. The people I know that are my age and live like that are kind of sad to me.

For instance, there are people I work with like that. They go out drinking several times a week after work. They hang out with the same people they’ve been around all fucking day at work. They give me shit sometimes for not going out with them.

What most of them have in common is that they don’t have anybody who gives a shit about them. Most of them are single and wish they weren’t, or married and wish they weren’t.

I have a family at home that I missed all day. Why would I go out with that bunch of losers when I can go home and play Checkers with my kids? My kids are way fucking cooler.

I’m on the fence on this one. I still act like I’m 14 half the time but I take care of my shit like a grown up. I’m 24, I’m financially independant, own my own house. I eat right and go to the gym 4-5 days a week. I go to work every day and do my best to stay up on my chores and my bills.

But I still get fucked up several times a week, I raise hell with my friends. Honestly I don’t like to go out to the bar and drink that much because of the diet. I’d like spend all my time dicking around on the computer and training, but it just isn’t realistic. I have to spend that time doing my chores and keeping up with my house.

I don’t have a steady girl to keep the foot on my neck either, I do all this shit of my own volition.

Seeing that you get one chance at this life, the worst thing would be to look back and think you wasted it. It would be better to look back and think, “Damn that was fun”. I’m glad I married young and raised my children, no regrets. I have a buddy that has never married and has no regrets. (other than selling a real nice Les Paul too cheap) So just don’t worry, be happy.

screw growing up.

to quote one of the great men of our time:
"I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let… let’s evolve, let the chips fall where they may. "

When I was 23, I got an inkling that maybe growing up wouldn’t be so bad. When I was 24, I decided I should grow up soon. This year (25) I’ve grown up a bit and decided I want to do more than just smoke weed all day. Next year, I want to have my first kid.

Having kids (or wanting to) is what makes people grow up, IMO. Unless they just naturally have a stick up their ass.

However, to temper my words of wisdom, here’s a thread I made the other day containing the ridiculous details of my girl situation:

http://www.sociocide.com/forums/showthread.php?t=49694

I am the same. Only I am uneducated and dont have a girlfriend.

I fail at life.

Meh

I don’t want kids yet . . . ya’ll can keep that. I got a real job because I was sick of being broke, started paying all my bills on time because I was sick of late charges, and started doing my chores because I was sick of living in a fucking bachelor pad-esque environment. Now my house is boss my mailbox is empty and I’ve got a little money to play with.

I’ll probably add a garage with a top story where I can get a little home gym goin

rubs hands together

Nice, you own your own house! How did that work?

What.
With who? That 18 year old? Does she know that?
You’re only 25, no need to rush to have a kid.

To answer your questions: I don’t know, maybe, sort of. Also, I WANT to do that, not I’m GOING TO.

As for being 25…if I have a kid now, they graduate when I’m 43. If I have, say, 3 kids over 6 years, then I’m 49. If it also takes them until 25 to have kids, I’ll be 68 before I’m a grandfather. That’s already getting ridiculous, IMO. I want to see my grandkids grow up, damnit.

The girl that encourages your manchild is the one that you keep.

Instead of spending all of her money on stupid designer handbags like her coworkers, my girlfriend just bought the 4th season of X-Files DVD and New Super Mario Bros. for her DS.

I AM MARRYING THIS GIRL.

If you’re going to be a manchild, kick the girl to the curb and travel the world and have some adventures- if you’re going to be broke, at least have some adventures. Nothing is more pathetic than being aroound a bunch of wannabe’s/neverwas’s after you turn 30.

If you aren’t going to travel the world, grow up ( by say, 25) and find enough money to put a down payment on a house in your own name. Life is full of suprises and it’s best to have the property in your own name before going into a marriage.

The man above speaks the truth. I am a “freebird”. Spend months in Asia last year and will be going to Brazil and travel around the world again in a few months.

Fucking a bunch of different girls from all over the world=the life.

What about if you’re studying till you’re 28?

Yeah, this academic shit sucks.

Pay the bills, then do whatever you effin’ feel like. If you love your job, and are there for your family and friends, everything falls into place.

Today I woke up at noon, rode my motorcycle around, and later I’ll hit the gym, then it’s off to play lazer-tag with my kid. After that. I’ll go see Forbidden Kingdom, and cringe everytime they call the white boy “The Chosen One”. Then maybe get some work done.

Money can’t buy love, but it can buy freedom. And that’s one to grow on.

Well I graduated with an engineering degree when I was 22 and started working in the industry. I lived with my moms for the first year and bought some cool toys and stacked up a fat down payment, then I got an 80/20 mortgage on a reasonably priced house in a good area and got up and out that bitch!

My house is pretty nice too. I had an ex girlfriend help me pick out furniture and shit too so my stuff is nice.

Not bad. I’m proud of myself.

Oh yeah and additionally, my house is the only debt I have.

Hell my bro is 22 and about to start working on his masters/PHD in SANTA BARBARA FUCKING CALIFORNIA. He says that there aren’t even any average looking women out there. Plus, he’s guaranteed on campus housing in the only beachfront university in the nation. It’s absofuckinglutely disgusting. The academic shit doesn’t suck for him.

Word from the old: This only changes in return for a reward, and if the reward can be withdrawn, so can the non-manchild behaviour.

he was brought up in a similar way to me (upper middle clas white kid)

Sorry, on this part you’re kidding yourself. You’re not even close to ‘upper middle class’.