Hello once again readers! It is I, your leader, trustee, representative, and follow humanoid. As I turn my ever aging inner clock from 16 to 17, it reminds me of all my other birthdays, and how I was so existed and gitty. I would wake up at 6:30 am in the morning and wait the whole day for my presents, even though they were just an action figure or a toy car, those were my life and life at the age was nothing by bliss. but this birthday was odd, ambiguous if you will ... I wasn’t existed at all, I even forgot about it from time to time. My presents didn’t mean anything to me, and it felt like I’m being forced to mature. Maybe me not caring about my birthday is a sign of me getting older and more mature ... I hope not. I wish I could go back to all my birthdays and understand why i felt that way so long ago, to feel like a new person the next day, and feel like "WOW I’m OLDER!" but now the only thing i see in "17" is a state id, couple of new wii games, and more responsibility of me being tired as an adult. Oh and don’t forget I can buy M rated games now!!!! So I guess I have so thinking to do about my ever dwindling inner child. here let me roll a ball and maybe my inner child will jump out after it =].
-John Denyer
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w00t 17!
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