Adult: A person who has stopped growing at both ends and is now growing in the middle.
women dream big. they want the whole nine yards by the time they're 30- 3 beautiful kids with matching names, a job that pays well, a loving husband and a non-existant mother-in-law. for someone who's a natural at planning her life way ahead, I have to admit I haven't decided yet. I don't know if I'd like an epidural to go along with my delivery (when I'm pregnant, not ordering McDonalds fyi), whether 26 or 34 would be a better age to tie the knot with whomever happens to be with me at that time. I don't even know how to
cook. and as much as we all would like to believe that times have changed, let's face it- men love women who can cook.
or at least! boil 300ml of water for their instant noodles.
maybe now it's time to take things slow. for a change maybe I
should let my hair grow and turn into a cliched vision of a grown-up woman- short scruffy boyish hair is for little girls and dammit I want that! (sorry that was the inner-child speaking, not me.) and when my
wrinkles character lines start to appear I will wear them proudly, and instead of being my usual clumsy self I will attempt to age gracefully from now on. oh and start planning or at least think about the possibilities of me in my 20s so no complaining about growing up embrace it EMBRACE IT
EMBRACE IT.