Showing posts with label Phoney. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Phoney. Show all posts

Monday, 31 May 2010

immature/ just ripe

I hate how some people can think you're a mature person and then another perceives you as a little baby-pink girl. A guy I met yesterday said that "isn't it cool how a man and woman can get together create something" (kids). Ew, no my friend just had an abortion, babies are horrible.

And this thing about financial independence or legal independence overall, is something I strongly correlate to level of maturity. How much you depend on your family for housing, how much your life circles around them, basically the less strings, the more secure you are in yourself. Obviously this is not true for all, but man up and get your own place if you're really that much of a grown up, is what I say.

I am not a grown up, scrounging off of others to live the life I want.

Wednesday, 30 September 2009

brand new bright eyes.

Googly eyes and shiny freshness.



I went to Overgate shopping centre to sort my life out.
Came back with a pair of spectacles my daddy sent from
the land of Små Grodorna.
Money was spent on a brand new phone, it is shiny and it was cheap.
Do I want to sweat myself indescent in the form of volleyball practice? Yes. Going at 6:30 today.