Oh the very horror!!! Woke up this morning and wondered how an entire house managed to enter my bedroom. Then I realized it was just my reflection in the vanity.
Not a good way to start the first day of being th%&#y. I can't even say it yet. When the hell did this happen to me? What was I doing when it did? (probably out partying or sleeping). Does this mean I have to grow up now? Do I even get a fuckin' say in this huge, horrible mess?
Whoever is responsible for this, I hope you realize that some people age gracefully. Well, I refuse to be one of those compliant people. I will be dragged down the hall of aging screaming, kicking and clawing. I will fight this. So what if I have a 3 in my age now? I've had that before (albeit always as the second number). That little technicality doesn't mean anything... oh humanity... or does it? What the hell happens now?
The very horror of it... I think I'll have to drape a sheet over this mirror.
