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Its almost the end of the year.. and i realize, i'm getting older. AGAIN.. its like not long ago it was May and now its almost Dec then it'll be 2008. Another year filled with 'idon'tknowwhatelsetoexpect'. Its not getting exciting anymore to think about it. Remember those days you just want to 'hurry' grow up so you can enter bars and drink or watch NC16 n M18 movies. Now, i'm dreading to watch the R21-s. Its not aging or.... sagging skins and boobs and.... slower collagen renewals. Its 'What Else Can I Look Forward too?'... every year it gets boring-er and boring-er. Its not that kind of boredom a few tequila shots will make it better (maybe if u pop 2).. its like u just wake up and feel 'oh.. another day'. When will some meteor fall on my head and make my life a whirlwind of..... colourful balloons and candy flosses?
Ok, its my post-stats and b law talking, i'm not usually this upset about life...