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I have my opinions and try to stick to them. Call them childish if you want, but I guess the concept of that depends on who sets the norm. And if submitting to the expectations of our surrounding means growing up, I'll try whole-heartedly to refuse. And I hope you're wrong when you say I'm acting like a kid and one day I'll grow out of it. There's clearly a differance on what we define as significant matters, but isn't it funny how everything that's imoprtant to me is trivial to you? And it's hard not to notice when you express your self so explicitly with harsh words and pleasantries to ridicule me. Harsh words... You can say what ever you might have to say about me, but doesn't mean that I have got to give a shit.