Thursday, July 27, 2006

Farewell my youth!

Well, that's it, tomorrow is the last day of my twenties. I feel pretty much the same as I did when I was 19 going on 20. BLOODY DEPRESSED. Honestly, the numbering system really doesn't help your self-esteem very much. Why can't we just have, 1, 11, 111, 1111, 11111... and then 30 would just be 111111111111111111111111111111 and no one would give a damn. But noooo, we have to count in tens - bah I say!

And while it is very nice to be told "Wow, you don't look like you're going to be 30!", the surprise in people's voices, to me, has the subconscious message "hey man, that piece of fruit still looks kind of juicy but it's probably all dry and wormy inside..." Or maybe it's my own paranoia. And impending schizophrenia.


Maybe I just need someone to kick my arse.