I thought I would be so hot at this age, like, having a little apartment for myself, shopping, partying, hanging-out, changing boyfriends, working out, dieting, etc.
Instead.. I am not hot.
I am 58 kg and certainly not getting taller since 163cm.
My skin is still acne-prone and just doesn’t seem getting better in January 2014.
I’m still living with my Dad.
Luckily, I have my boyfriend.
I do shop, yea, I do hang out but partying seems like alcohol and crazy dancing to me, so, I’m glad I’m skipping that out.
Diet? Yea, I think I’m aware of healthy eating … But getting active is still a challenge.
I spend a lot of time in front of my laptop or tablet, doing basically browsing and watching stuff.
I, only have contact with a very few people.
I don’t know if I’m running away from the reality, not growing up, etc
I, only know one thing : I’m in love with my Dad’s house over and over again. I bet this place is my comfort zone and I have no intention of going out of it. After all, I just have this limited life, don’t I?
It came to conclusion that I’m definitely picturing myself with adopted kids and zero biological kids. However, after so many miscalculations… I believe it could change..