It's so uplifting to know I'm not the only one thinking about this. For some reason, everytime I talk to someone born in the year 1989, I tend to bring this subject up.
"Like duuuudddeeeee, were friggin' 20 this year man!"
I mean, it won't be another 11 months before I specifically turn 20 but what about those who are turning 20 soon or have already turned 20 since this past 17 days in the year 2009. Like whOOly fuck, right? You can't blame all our shits on being the experimental teens we actually are. There's always a kid in us somewhere within us but the reality bites us hard in the ass and numerically shoves us into that subgroup of twenties.
It's funny in the past how you want to grow up so fast but when you finally reach this phase, you wish you were right back at being the kid that plays all day without a worry in the world. Well, you all probably know by now that I hate the fact that we have to grow up some day but honestly, who wants to? It's a bleak future to care about. It's a screwed up world that we live in. And yet, were still here. Going through it everyday as if it was a beautiful day to wake up to with the sun so bright and friendly little birds chirping so melodically that when you open the windows, they come flocking to you.
It's funny in the past how you want to grow up so fast but when you finally reach this phase, you wish you were right back at being the kid that plays all day without a worry in the world. Well, you all probably know by now that I hate the fact that we have to grow up some day but honestly, who wants to? It's a bleak future to care about. It's a screwed up world that we live in. And yet, were still here. Going through it everyday as if it was a beautiful day to wake up to with the sun so bright and friendly little birds chirping so melodically that when you open the windows, they come flocking to you.
GUESS WHAT??...
This only happens in Disney cartoons and movies. What reality depicts is a foggy-how-the-hell-do-you-expect-me-to-travel-day with shitloads of classes and tutorials to deal with. A life lived through while staring at a screen we all cannot live without and of course, the occasional beers here and there. What an exciting future, no?
I'm a pessimist. Sue me. Like I give a shit.
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