I took and edited that by the way :)

Me and Amy Longstaff were talking on MSN and she gave me the idea of never wanting to grow up. We agreed that when you're little, you have no cares in the world. You could be who you wanted and nobody would judge you on it. It was cute to be chubby and the only thing that mattered was to have flashing shoes. You weren't bothered about when the world's going to end, just how long until Mum or Dad's boring programmes ended so you could watch Rugrats.

I was a cool kid... I have flashing shoes and smartie boots- yeah! I had little boots covered in smarties and I was so upset when I got too big for them.

Growing up was great. I moved schools and houses a lot but that worked for me- I'm great at talking to people, meeting new friends and I'm confident. Although my Mum and Dad we're divorced when I was only 1 year old, it didn't bother me like it affected Matt (who was about 12 at the time.)

When you grow up suddenly everything matters.You need to look 'perfect', be 'clever' and earn money. School changes, instead of playing in the sand pit, you're learning about all the wars and the devastation in the world.

NOT ME. At least some part of me will never grow up, I'll mess around with my kids; play hide and seek, play fight, go for bike rides and climb trees. I just can't see myself being a grumpy, miserable parent.

Growing up is for losers. That's what I say. I'm with Peter Pan!

xo