BOOOOOOOOOO!
Seriously, fuck growing up. I mean metally, of course. We all mature physically whether we want to or not; growing talller, getting fur on your balls, all that. But all this "Act your age, not your shoe size" malarky is for the birds.
I want to be a writer and I want to get paid to write all the dick and fart jokes that you're too high and mighty for, Britkid. And I want to get paid in candy. And I want to go to Chuck E. Cheese's every day for lunch.