Sparta.


It is such a blarrrh Sunday afternoon.
2009/11/08, 5:16 pm
Filed under: Uncategorized

I realise I’m not a fan of birthdays nowadays. Especially my own. It means you are grow older and older. Age comes responsibilty, winkles, low metabolism rate, new popped out niece or newphew, etc, etc, and most importantly, your future.

You need to reach a certain goal and stage in life when you are 27 years olf age. If not, it’s such a loser. 3 more years to 30. OMG. Thats 30.

Can you imagine?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!

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