DESIREESAYS

"Last Christmas, I gave you my heart"

It's 10 days till my 20th birthday.

10 days till I'm neither a teenager nor a full-pledged adult.

10 days till I've lived 2 decades.

My ideal marriage age is 24.

As ridiculous and as unrealistic as it may seem, I would still like to settle down at 24.

Imagine just 4 year for now, I'd get to live every girl's biggest dream.

To put on a gorgeous dress, walk down an isle, have a day where all the attention is on you.

Best of all, it's the day you look your best and feel your best.

Of course that's all in my head.

Who knows right?

I may be one of the few who'd never get to live the dream.

Conversations with the clique about our future make it so much more unbearable.

For some reason, whenever we discuss our future, it's always about family.

Never about your car.

Or even about your studies.

Or a job for that matter.

It's always about our wedding day, and our children and our friendship.

Kinda heart-warming.

I like it, I really do.

I think I'd love for it to be the way we picture it to be.

Anyways,

I'm sitting in bed.

Head started throbbing.

Stomach is still on a roller-coaster ride.

Contemplating if I should visit a doctor again tomorrow.

Then of course I have work tomorrow as well.

Looks like a pretty horrible week.

Weekends please come quickly.