www.cuteoverload.com
it's a really nice site, with lots of cute animal pictures.
Well, school is alomst over, I decided to go on a diet, and I cannot wait for turkey and stuffing.
Yay, another year has almost past
I remember when I was a kid, a year was an unfathomable time, time was measured in weekends and afternoons spent riding bikes. Now a year, just seems like another chunk of time, in an endless stream of time. But at the same time, I am terrified of what happens when time stops. Being an adult is both hard, and sucky. I can pull off the "fuck society" attitude, and the lounging now, but fuck, what will I do when I'm thirty? Will I be wearing crappy clothes with a fat butt, watching my son go off to play football while I stay home cooking? I don't think I handle that. My stablity is fading. Eleven is when we waved goodbye, eleven is standing still, waiting for me to free her, by coming home.
I miss being a kid....
it's a really nice site, with lots of cute animal pictures.
Well, school is alomst over, I decided to go on a diet, and I cannot wait for turkey and stuffing.
Yay, another year has almost past
I remember when I was a kid, a year was an unfathomable time, time was measured in weekends and afternoons spent riding bikes. Now a year, just seems like another chunk of time, in an endless stream of time. But at the same time, I am terrified of what happens when time stops. Being an adult is both hard, and sucky. I can pull off the "fuck society" attitude, and the lounging now, but fuck, what will I do when I'm thirty? Will I be wearing crappy clothes with a fat butt, watching my son go off to play football while I stay home cooking? I don't think I handle that. My stablity is fading. Eleven is when we waved goodbye, eleven is standing still, waiting for me to free her, by coming home.
I miss being a kid....
2 Comments:
I miss it, too.
I worry about when the time comes for me to get a job. I can't even get myself to classes on some days.
I miss being a kid like you, but I am enjoying being an adult too. I have times when I realize that I'm fast approaching 30, and feel a little bit of aprehension.. but I don't think age is something to worry about really. You're only as old as you act, think, and feel. ^_^
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