Well, I turned 22 last week, and though I know in the grand ol' scheme of things its no age at all, to me it seems pretty darn old. I somehow think its not helped by the fact most of my friends are younger than me. Though to be brutally honest hardly any of my friends even text/dropped by on facebook to even bother saying happy birthday to me
So, what infinate wisdom have I gained in 22 years of life, other than that no one can be arsed to say happy birthday these days?
Well, pretty much that you should grab your opportunities by the balls and go for it, because if you let them slip it makes you damn miserble on hindsight. I have also learned most importantly, that spiders in your underwear drawer are summerised by only one word: HORRIBLE!
I also watched The Brothers Grimm the other night and thats a pretty awesome film I must say, as is Dorian Grey (damn that guys pretty darn hot!). So yes the last couple of weeks I have picked myself up again having been somewhat gloomy for the past few months. I've been smiling, just my smile's been somewhat upside down of late. I'm suffering from a lack of human company thanks to having virtually no damned internet. On the upside however, I have started actually drawing again! Thank god for small mercies that I can actually still do it!