Monday, 8 February 2010

Ursch to Adulthood!

It is a rotten, rotten drag being an adult (or does grown-ups sound more juvenile?)!
What is the general age at which we are considered adults? 18, I suppose, when we are legal. Or perhaps 21, the age at which you can drink in the US. What is it in the UK, I am thinking its 18. There are certain clubs that only allow above-23-years-of-age entry; is this the cut-off?
Anyway, I do not enjoy it! I am young and will feel as such till I hit the next 0 numeral, but the looming end of my masters matriculation tells me that this is only fool's hope. I am as yet a student and have so been for the past 23 years, well fine 18 - and the fantasies of being able to buy this Kiehl's cream or that Appletree Boutique lace A-shaped floopsy dress post-graduation do act as Savalon on the itchy excema that is the lack there-of, of using 'ach I am a beggar/student 'excuse the lateness of this and that bill/ I can only afford that 35p Koka Prawn Flavour noodles.' Those days will be goneeeeee! And I can no longer use the cutesy - 'goi goi I am a student' plaster.
Fie BILLS, fie OFFICE JOBS (puke-oramaaa), fie moneyyyyyy.

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1 comment:

  1. Tell Me About It.... Thats why Im looking to creat money with my ideals rather than working for someone else. You should too.... Check out my newest link on my blog for more info on what I'm talking about...

    Later

    Ryan

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