I’m coming round to that ripe old fruity moment that we call adulthood. A stage that we ponder, a mysterious veiled part of life that we don’t really acknowledge until moments before, until we are left wondering:
“What the hell do I do now?”
The clock hand slowly ticks away, leaving a ring that echoes in your thoughts. Yep, I guess I have pretty much got to that stage, I’m no longer blowing bubble, wondering what mum’s cooking for tea or watching Disney. Well, that’s a lie I do occasionally test my Disney knowledge, you know, for reasons of self development. You never know when your going to be scooped up of the streets and placed on national T.V playing for 1 million big ones, when you come round to hearing that innocent little question
“Who was Simba’s jelly on the side?”
and well cause your monkey ass thought you were to cool to check into some morality batting Disney oldies, you tell the host Simba was fooling around with Pinocchio. The absurdity causes you to lose 1 mil, and the heart of every lion king loving individual, even the host wants to slap you.
That’s the reason I haven’t checked out of some educational goodness. I don’t like people touching my face.
Let’s remain on topic. Baby Jesus.
As a kid I said when i turned 20, I’d study languages. I’d have a boat and I would sail it to Samoa and set up a little cabbage patch near the beach, spending my days drinking coconut juice while watching the best moments of friends on Youtube.
Here is where the problem is: I’m nearly 21. I can’t seem to find any good distance learning Samoan courses. I don’t have a boat, I still haven’t done my driving license, but before this all becomes negative, I did manage to finish my cycling proficiency, although I never really felt I was given the grade that I deserved. Nor do I know how to build a boat. Quite frankly I’m not to sure if I know the way to Samoa……. Tricky Tricky Tricky. If we are all sharing and being really good honest people, I’m not actually the biggest fan of cabbage.
I guess i’ts time for plan B………………………find a sugar mumma……
Yours sincerely Mr, Mr