i am not getting any younger, smarter, or more aware of what is going on in this world. age is a weird thing, I would kill to be 10 years old again and spend most of my time playing out side and getting into trouble with the gang or in school. not that I do not enjoy being nineteen, it just seems to have come a lot quicker then I had imagined. i had always imagined being in my twenties more fun, but it has been far from that. having your body fall apart on you is not something i look forward to nor do i look forward to having to get a job and start my lustrious affair with my office desk. the biggest thing about aging that concerns me is the speed of which time flies (or accelerates) by me, and never allowing me a chance to grasp what the flying-fuck just happened. think about that, when you were six years old the world was at a stand still, almost non-existent until you speed up your time when you are eating dinner just so you can go back outside. and then there later in life, when you are a new fresh poly student and your parents give you a little of freedom and BAM! you are several close months to graduating. seriously, where in God's name did the time go?