Ok, now i definetely understand the reason why my generation just can't stand sharing anything with younger girls: envy.
Let me tell you why: After spending fortunes in psychological support, we go and tlak to one of them and notice we all do the same shit at the same time...and some years later we won't give a shit for what we did at that time. So yes teenage mates, we are not special, we are not mature, we haven't done anything with our lives but worrying about things time had perfectly calculated in advantage before. And there we are, listening to these little girls' speech about life and emotions and certain behaviours and friends and boys and their fucking point of view, which is exactly the same that made us feel different some time ago. But what we envy is that they don't know that, and they enjoy all that crap about growing up. And which is our medicine to all that envy? Laughter and hate. So have we really grown up? So will we ever have the possibility of being sure that time won't mess up our lifes again?
And switching to aesthetics: They have the bodies we've been and will be dreaming of for the rest our lives, and if they don't, they've got the time and ability to obtain it!
So dear little girl living your almost-20-life, we're not laughing at you, we're laughing at our own way of losing time and letting it do what it wants with us (which should actually make us cry). And we criticize you just because we nned to get angry with someone in concrete. Enjoy your lifes and remember: time is running after you too!
And dear time: keep fucking everyone elses's life as you did with mine (: