I celebrated it last Saturday with friends. Still waiting for the pics of the monster pizza I made. lol. It was even more huge than usual since we have new tin to bake it in. It was ridiculous size, so nao I can feed 6 people all at once. Honestly, 29 is a strange age. I joke around everywhere going: “Hahaha, one year before final write-off”. Usually that offends the older people though. But what do they know? They have someone to exchange dental pieces with when they’re 65! And I don’t. *sob*. Men! Absolute fruitcakes. I could feed them, make them laugh until they choke on it and have some interesting stuffs to say on how to improve, what is good and what is bad on their newest venture, AND a bunch of *** more that is not rated PG but definitely beyond. In the end, I’m lacking the same inputs. More of that than what you just thought little hentai!
Never ask this gal straight up what moves her world ok? XD. You know how addicted I am to informaciuns! Informaciuns = LIFE. Oh well, it wasn’t my choice, it was ♣ Tutti Frutti’s ♣ choice entirely to leave me hanging.
Like I told Manu-chan lately, I’m already having the approaching 30 blues. Got about 10 years of a sense of humour left until they find me Dead in my Bathroom (DiB)! I joke about it nao, but I wouldn’t like to think I might actually get *depressed* again. Was I ever? No I was just angry until 25-ish. With reason. The only way I could go now is to eternal sadness from absolute boredom and having no way to get rid of that in my job, hobbies or extracurricular activities. Sounds familiar? Join the club for as long as I have the sense of humour to make you feel better.
I only promised myself one thing at 29: dare to accept me or Kiss My F*cking $ss where ever I go, love it or hate it. I don’t do “play dead, do nerd and roll over”. To doom and beyond, and I hope we laffs all the way. I truly am the devil.
