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It occured to me a few days ago, while out with friends, that I'm 24 soon. It seems a longer time than it is from over here. I had a moment of 'what have I done with my life' that really brought me down for a few minutes, but then I realised I have done plenty of stuff with my life, and when compared to all the stuff I've yet to do or have simply missed out on, its not so bad.
I've been bullied and come through it a stronger, braver person, I've learned to drive a car and ride a bike, I've jumped from the top of a pine tree into thin air, put my life into the hands of pilots and taught myself GCSE level chemistry. I've teetered on the edge of death no fewer than three times, once in the womb, communicated with coherently with various people whose languages I couldn't name let alone speak and been used as a guinea pig for prescription drugs.
I've been a member of the Brownies, the Girl Guides, Aber RAG, two gyms and, briefly, a cheerleading squad. I've sworn at an MP, a headteacher, six of my bosses and a camel. The camel was the only one to get upset. I've written porn, poetry, god knows how many essays and a speech which moved my English teacher to tears. All but the essays have been made publicly available, in various forms. I've been proposed to by two different men and one woman, dated an asshole and a gentleman and had eleven people I would refer to as best friends, five of whom I'm still in contact with. I've learned to cook, clean and earn money and that you can make anything into work or leisure depending on how you look at it and that none of it really matters if you don't have something to enjoy at the end of it.
I've yet to lose my virginity, my innocence or my naivete. I've yet to produce written work that I'm genuinely proud of or convince myself of my own intelligence. I want to publish a story, go parascending, master a language, walk a dog through a foreign forest, understand cats, men and computers, perform in a pantomime and think of myself as beautiful without having to snigger about it.
Today is the first day of the rest of my life, and there's so much more to be done before I can go away happy. So I guess I'd better stay.
Wow, that was all very melodramatic and self indulgent. Here, have a fun me 'n' Bob conversation;
Robert.. aka Bob. Best Robin Hood was Robin of Sherwood anyway :D
Lyttlelucyfer Never seen it. Joanne has promised to lend me the DVD. I still liked Maid Marian best
Robert.. aka Bob. Oh yeah :D
Lyttlelucyfer Why don't you caaary on
Robert.. aka Bob. Why don't you.. carry on, with a whatta you're dooooin...
Robert.. aka Bob. *L*
Lyttlelucyfer With what you're dooooing
Lyttlelucyfer Because there's aaaaalways
Lyttlelucyfer Trouble breeeewing
Lyttlelucyfer You've got to fiiiind a way
Lyttlelucyfer to make a beeeeter day
Lyttlelucyfer take it Bob!
Robert.. aka Bob. Ooooohhhhh.. Marrrriiaaan...
Lyttlelucyfer Yay!
Lyttlelucyfer We rock!
Robert.. aka Bob. You're totally Nuts yanno?
Lyttlelucyfer Yeah, that too
I've been bullied and come through it a stronger, braver person, I've learned to drive a car and ride a bike, I've jumped from the top of a pine tree into thin air, put my life into the hands of pilots and taught myself GCSE level chemistry. I've teetered on the edge of death no fewer than three times, once in the womb, communicated with coherently with various people whose languages I couldn't name let alone speak and been used as a guinea pig for prescription drugs.
I've been a member of the Brownies, the Girl Guides, Aber RAG, two gyms and, briefly, a cheerleading squad. I've sworn at an MP, a headteacher, six of my bosses and a camel. The camel was the only one to get upset. I've written porn, poetry, god knows how many essays and a speech which moved my English teacher to tears. All but the essays have been made publicly available, in various forms. I've been proposed to by two different men and one woman, dated an asshole and a gentleman and had eleven people I would refer to as best friends, five of whom I'm still in contact with. I've learned to cook, clean and earn money and that you can make anything into work or leisure depending on how you look at it and that none of it really matters if you don't have something to enjoy at the end of it.
I've yet to lose my virginity, my innocence or my naivete. I've yet to produce written work that I'm genuinely proud of or convince myself of my own intelligence. I want to publish a story, go parascending, master a language, walk a dog through a foreign forest, understand cats, men and computers, perform in a pantomime and think of myself as beautiful without having to snigger about it.
Today is the first day of the rest of my life, and there's so much more to be done before I can go away happy. So I guess I'd better stay.
Wow, that was all very melodramatic and self indulgent. Here, have a fun me 'n' Bob conversation;
Robert.. aka Bob. Best Robin Hood was Robin of Sherwood anyway :D
Lyttlelucyfer Never seen it. Joanne has promised to lend me the DVD. I still liked Maid Marian best
Robert.. aka Bob. Oh yeah :D
Lyttlelucyfer Why don't you caaary on
Robert.. aka Bob. Why don't you.. carry on, with a whatta you're dooooin...
Robert.. aka Bob. *L*
Lyttlelucyfer With what you're dooooing
Lyttlelucyfer Because there's aaaaalways
Lyttlelucyfer Trouble breeeewing
Lyttlelucyfer You've got to fiiiind a way
Lyttlelucyfer to make a beeeeter day
Lyttlelucyfer take it Bob!
Robert.. aka Bob. Ooooohhhhh.. Marrrriiaaan...
Lyttlelucyfer Yay!
Lyttlelucyfer We rock!
Robert.. aka Bob. You're totally Nuts yanno?
Lyttlelucyfer Yeah, that too