life

life's gonna suck when you grow up, and while your growing up. When you get to be 8 years old, you question Santa and all your favorite heroes. After that, you hit puberty and get acne. In all that somewhere, a girl or guy will turn you down or shoot you down. After all that crap, you're in the age of vision loss, when you think you're fine, some lame optomotrist comes along and tells you that you have a cateract. Later you have to move out and pay property taxes until the day you die, and 1 in every 3 people face 2 or more audits in there. If your lucky, you get married without divorce, and have a nice family, that makes you pay for their college, and that depresses you because you know they will miss you when you die. At any age, your grandparents, and your parents can die. How's that for optimism?