growing up, growing old

when i was a kid, falling in love, getting a job, having a family, owning a house sounded all so good to me..

but i realized it wasn't all that.
now, i see them as realities. sugar coated realities that comes with ugly stuffs.

all those good things (at times) doesn't equate to happiness.. i sometimes feel that we're so deluded in achieving these things (or the things we thought would make us happy) that we end up not wanting them.

and it's all not that easy to achieve. i sometimes wonder how my parents did it..
bought a house, send us to school, support us, when i can barely pay my rent.

so, when one can say he's all grown up?
when you see him all dressed up for a date..?
..bought his first car..?
..paid his bills?..

has anyone seen the movie Finding Neverland? or Peter Pan?  
we come to a point where we want to stay exactly where we are..what i'm saying is, the idea of never growing old..of never having to deal with "feelings", responsibilities and changes. of being stationary..
..it all sounds so good..
but are we capable of such?


am i? rather.. 
are we?

growing up?.. or..
growing old?..