of age-ing..

I need a holiday. Looking forward to a long holiday in december!!

Oh,btw. I don't equate EVERYBODY I know to something/body else. So stop asking you egotistical narcissistic fools. Later I say you remind me of ... pisai, or something more rude, then you know.

Ageing. Age-ing. Argh, whatever. What's this deal with aging (age-ing, ageing, wtfingever.)? It's all about looks, isn't it? Nothing to do with dying. Guess the term "aging (ageing, age-ing, whoeffingcares.) gracefully" doesn't mean anything anymore.

I've got crows' feet. My eyebags are like eye-saddlebags. Dark circles, panda. Whatever. I like them all. Got character, y'know. I just worry about not fitting into my clothes.

Looks. Beauty. Attractiveness. What the hell. Is it really that important (ahem to ONE of you in particular, you know who you are, oh yes, you.)??? I mean, it's one thing to be ugly, and it's another thing to simply not be pretty, or goodlooking, or whatever. Sensitive topic, but I know a number of people who are pretty average, but are insanely gorgeous character-wise. And when you look at these people, you see that character more than anything else. And that's beauty. So what's with this fixation with looking 21-till-I-die?

I'd rather just be 21-till-I-die. Inside, in my heart. But no, I'm just a grouchy old woman who grumbles at stupid young people in the street. Heh.

Posted by R