P.S: It pains me to realize I suck at writing rhymes. HAHAHA!
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Turning 21 has turn out ridiculously to be a big issue. Universally, to my knowledge, coming in 16 was the real deal. Turning 21 here in Singapore typically is just a ticket to mildly uncensored films, entrance to bars or pubs. And since number 21 is just an admission to an R rated movie, lavish celebration wasn’t any of a necessity.
21 – is in fact the real deal. The number you fear at this point. It is the number that knocks you back into reality. You suddenly found out the numbers to your age has alarmingly increased at such a fast rate, you felt like you just celebrated your birthday yesterday. At this stage, Paranoia has definitely got the better hold of me. Ok breathe. It’s not that bad.
You’re just thinking too much.
How bad could it be?
Or could it?
City of Weirdos. 12:24 AM
