Marching into 2009, I half way in my 43 years old, going to 44. Right. Forty-Four soon. Neither am I particularly pleased or proud with it but still, I have to face it.
On the other hand, I do not understand why some people lie about their age, indicating a younger number of course. It does nothing for me actually. It does not make me any better looking nor physically more attractive. Bearing a younger age tag also does not give me the intelligence that I desperately need. I will NOT be more sociable or luckier or richer or talented. In another words, I get absolutely nothing out of lying about my age. So I must as well be true to myself.
On the other hand, I do not understand why some people lie about their age, indicating a younger number of course. It does nothing for me actually. It does not make me any better looking nor physically more attractive. Bearing a younger age tag also does not give me the intelligence that I desperately need. I will NOT be more sociable or luckier or richer or talented. In another words, I get absolutely nothing out of lying about my age. So I must as well be true to myself.
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