Monday, July 3
hell,
it's a monday.
it's film crit.
and mr lava's facilitating.
there is nothing worse than having film crit on a monday, except having film crit on a monday with mr lava facilitating.
yawn. today's something about kurosawa rubbish. blah, NIPPON!
the only thing i'm excited about is that i might be going to bangkok again.
i think me and bangkok are soul mates. :)
oh! and my piercing photos are on BME! wheeee so exciting.
ohmytian i want to leave.
:"(
bring me to bangkok now please?
anyway, last saturday i realised i'll be 18 in less than 3 months.
god that is daunting!
i don't wanna turn 18, and i know that sounds weird. i love being 17. i love being cute. it's almost like an excuse to do stupid, silly things that i'll remember for life.
18 is such a daunting age. the second last year of being a teen. i'm not sure i really want it.
when i turn 18, will i be prettier? taller? smarter? more mature?
what kind of person will i wanna be when i'm 18?
the happy-pappy girl whose got it all going?
the slut who has no brains and all booty?
the geek with nothing but brains?
sure, i'm technically half an adult, but i dont think i'm ready for it, and i dont wanna be.
i wanna be forever 17, i wanna enjoy youth forever, have fun and never think about the future, i never wanna grow old, i never wanna be stale and smelly, i never want to ever have to worry about bills and kids, i just wanna have fun.
:(
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