haha,
told you i got this bum life down phat.
as long as someone supports my ass.
which no one would really do...
haysss.
come to think of it,
it's been a year since i graduated.
damn, does time fly.
i'm aging.
and developing backwards.
this past week, a couple told me i looked 14. a lady at the gas station looked at me and said hi like she was cooing to a baby. and my sister's co worker called me 'sweetie'. like i'm 5 a year old.
somehow,even if i do get offended by people telling me i look like i'm 14 years old,
i can see why.
i dress like i'm 14.
i act like i'm a teenager.
and, my bum life is being supported by my parents.
HA~
it's not really by choice.
no, scratch that,
yes, it is by choice.
i escape into my own personal neverland. i choose not to grow up, because, it's a jumble of everything scary and unfamiliar.
and at the same time, all the grown ups do- i'm not really into.
i turn my brain off whenever i'm forced to act my age.
my own personal security blanket.
blaming everyone and everything.
and now, in a few weeks, i'll be running away from all responsibilites. getting on a plane to pretend that i'm doing the right thing.
somehow. i do wish that i end up doing what's right.
because i can't escape and run away forever.
even peter pan had to grow up.
and hook's ticking crocodile is after me too.
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