I am 21

I am 21.
And Today I felt that I am old.

I had my most awkward moment during dance rehearsal today.
Not to mention it would be better since my thinking speed has moved to the blunt level.
I might forget what happened today tomorrow.

I could not catch dance steps anymore. Jesus christ.
And yet I mentioned it. Loser.


At midnight I went to a restaurant and had a huge bowl of noodles.
I ate while thinking about what was going on with my body, 'till not only my stomach but the whole body felt the pressure from the amount of food I had consumed.

Literally, I threw the god damn thing up soon after the cab driver reached the destination.


And the worse thing is, I switched my fucking phone back and a miss call showed up.

I dialed back and reached the voicemail for the god damn 100+th time.


I hate the fucking american female voice for the voicemail.
I had fucking enough of it.