SpiraLethe wrote:
Lillie wrote:
Fifteen to nineteen are the best years in a girl's life and yes, that means everyone who is older than nineteen is doomed. *points a finger and laughs at the old spinsters*
Shhhh! Don't say that! Give me some hope for next year.
Aww, poor darling. For some reason I have a cackling urge to rub it into your face that twenty-year olds get old and wrinkly from adult worries, but that would insult many people and there's no proof anyway, so I'm supressing it.
Twenties are when you begin to build up your character on the foundations you have laid down and hard work.
Thirties is a time of beginning to be comfortable and having some successes.
Forties is mid-life crisis, 'nough said.
Fifties is when you can begin thinking about retirement and satisfacation with life.
Sixties is the beginning of retirement.
Seventies you can think about dying.
Eighties you can arrange your funeral and all if you're still alive.
Nineties you should seek to enter the Guiness Book of World Records for healthiest teeth at oldest age or the like.
At a hundreds, seek professional help because you'll probably have lost those world record teeth and yabber like an idiot who no one can understand.
So the teens are the good years. Relative amount of work, plenty of time to play and enjoy life. 'Member that, Star.