I've been 25 years old for an hour and 45 minutes now. A quarter of a century old. And the crappy part is I'm sitting here at work, not at a bar. I hate working…
28 Feb, 2009, David Haley wrote in the 2nd comment:
My 20th bday was called my "half-life" day. I spent all day playing half-life with one of my navy buddies. I called it that cause I estimate my death at around 40. My father died of lung cancer at the age of 46 and he started smoking cigarettes at 12. I started smoking at 6 (yes seriously and I actually inhaled) and I've also done a lot of drugs in the past. I would be lucky to make it to 40. Although once you hit 40 your health starts to decline and the days just start to suck more and more. I'd rather not live long enough to have to wear a diaper to bed.
Although once you hit 40 your health starts to decline and the days just start to suck more and more.
Eh? I have pants older then you, and 40 is a distant memory to me.
May the next year grant you wisdom to know that much of our health we grant ourselves. Eat right. Exercise. Get enough sleep. Stop hanging out with sick (physically, mentally, and otherwise) people, unless you are trying to help them.