21

never really thought of what my life will be if i am 21. if i remember as a child i only dreamt myself being just of the age of 17. relaxed, underdramatic, and laid-back. now its 21, thoughts just have to occur to me what had happen.

Its not the fault of the age, its the fault of the dreamer. although not dreaming about 21 i carelessly dreamt about being 26 AND 30. the age where i hoped that my life will significantly change. where i'll hopefully get to go places, places where only discovery channel and documentary shows advertised and stuffed into my mind. to experience different cultures and be the visitor instead. knowing people, sharing with the world about anything related.

but in 21 i found myself entrapped within those dreams. capable of only imagining of what i longed for. Imagine each wind swifting through my feet is brushed by the salt of the ocean, every shower i take is made from the crystal clear waters that is plunging towards gravity and every road i make is a road towards endless discovery.

it's not so bad being 21. new knowledge up-rises,books ready to be read and my thirst for knowledge have yet to be fulfilled. i may have to just stop yapping and start tapping my way to the future. its not that hard, i've done it for my 20th and who says i cant do it again?

p/s;yeay! for knowledge as it will give me money along with other cliche stuff.muahaha