Since my boyfriend and I started dating, we have solved all of our disagreements by playing a healthy best two out of three rock-paper-scissors game.

An example is like if we’re going on a date, or anywhere for that matter, and neither one of us wants to drive, we “ro-sham-bo” it out to find out who the driver of the night will be. This may seem silly, and of course juvenile, but to us, it’s the deciding factor.

We’ve been dating for close to a year now, and playing a game of rock-paper-scissors is nothing out of the ordinary for us. Since we have been playing, it makes me think of all of the other childhood “games” that we as adults are no longer allowed to play. Our lives are no longer filled with the simplicity of childhood games, but now consist of the hustle and bustle of the “real world.”

So, looking back to the yester years makes me miss the days spent playing in the yard, with my siblings and neighborhood friends. With the fall weather just now starting to show up, it makes me long for the days of hiding from my brothers.

The best game of all, besides the above-mentioned one, of course, would have to have been hide-and-go-seek. I, of course, was the best hider, not so much the best seeker though. How is it that everyone wants to play hide-and-seek, but everyone cries when his/her their turn to be the seeker?

Now, the game is not so much fun. If we “hide” from class, our professors always seem to find a way to “seek” us, either by the emails they send or the classmates they make text you to see where you are and if you’re coming to class.

I recently had this happen to me. I missed a class, and got three text messages from classmates asking me where I was because my professor told them to. Being an adult has totally taken the fun out of the best childhood game ever.

Looking back on the past makes the present seem so boring and stuffy, except when the boyfriend and I duke out our differences with some rock and paper action (because, no one really ever throws scissors). I would like to encourage everyone to bring back a little childhood fun, and “ro-sham-bo” someone to settle an argument. It’s much more fun then having an all out brawl in public, trust me.

And teachers, if we’re not in class, please don’t have someone “seek” us out, because more than likely, we just didn’t want to come to class that day.