it seems that with the coming of age, one needs to have a sense of humor.
age, in itself, is a funny thing. one starts from young, small, then without prior notice, one becomes older by the day and metamorphosising in the process.
and of course, experience is priceless. that only if you can remember them. wait till alzheimers kicks in; now the fun starts.
i'm nineteen. few more years, i'll leave mom and dad to fend for my own. but until then, i'll stuff this tub of double choco up.
on a final note: i need to work. i need the money. anyone know any vacancy? please? bah.
age, in itself, is a funny thing. one starts from young, small, then without prior notice, one becomes older by the day and metamorphosising in the process.
and of course, experience is priceless. that only if you can remember them. wait till alzheimers kicks in; now the fun starts.
i'm nineteen. few more years, i'll leave mom and dad to fend for my own. but until then, i'll stuff this tub of double choco up.
on a final note: i need to work. i need the money. anyone know any vacancy? please? bah.
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