Blurred.

18 years of existence. Correction. 18 years, 3 months, 3 and a half weeks counting. It's all a big blur. I mean 15 years back, I was per...

18 years of existence. Correction. 18 years, 3 months, 3 and a half weeks counting.
It's all a big blur.
I mean 15 years back, I was perfectly happy trying to figure out the simple pleasures of life, like gurgling, sleeping all day, and pissing anywhere I wanted to.
Ah, that was the life, yes?
But now, I'm suddenly 5 ft 6 or something and have responsibilities and other worldly burdens of that sort.
I have to study *groan*, get good grades *groaner* and make mummy daddy proud *groanest*.
Not that I can't do any of those things, but you get my drift.
Sometimes I wonder.
How it would be to break free and live in a world where there are no ties, no boundaries, no responsibilities, no obligations.
How it would be to go where I wanted to, when i wanted and in whichever way I wanted to.
No rules, No limits, No mum and dad behind my back.
And then, I remember, why I'm doing all this in the first place.
Its because mum n dad do something that makes me feel so fuzzy inside.
They pay my bills.

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  1. Whoaaaaa....why did you delete your old blog anyway? I didn't finish reading the old posts! Grrrr....it was an interesting insight....what the fifteen year old seen-yaar akka was like....Yennyvay,the new blog is as entertaining as the old one!

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  2. ah so i finally reached the end. can i congratulate myself on this?

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  3. Whoaaaaa....why did you delete your old blog anyway? I didn't finish reading the old posts! Grrrr....it was an interesting insight....what the fifteen year old seen-yaar akka was like....Yennyvay,the new blog is as entertaining as the old one!

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