You know how people start counting their ages each year as their birthdays pass/ going to pass? I'm sadly one of them now, sigh. Welcome to the club Cheryl T_T
In about a month time my 21st year of life will be expired, there comes 22nd, sigh. Though sometime I will jokingly remind my friends about present *in a way I'm now reminding you bout present again, muahaha* but deep inside I'm not happie with the number: 22.
22 indicates more responsiblities, more achievements, stable relationships, and the list goes on.... Believe it or not, the mama has been urging me not to be so "picky" anymore @.@
Mama, it's better to be safe than sorry. This sounds a bit wrong but you probably get what I mean right? lol.
Looking back at my life, there'r still lots of things which I should have done but the fact is, I've not done any of them yet. Not to say that I'm regret with whatever I've done but definitely, I could have and should have achieve more than what I've today.
In other words, my life has not reached the standard I'm longing for, which explain why I'm afraid of aging :(
Anyhow, let's hope for the best in.....say, months to come.
I miss the 20th Birthday, when everything seemed to be on the right track at that moment...