what's it like to be you? you are so happy and carefree always. laughing the days and dancing the nights. your rainbow has more than those boring 7 colours and i bet my bottom dollar you have 2 pots of gold. your goals aimed so high.. your future all set. you whirl around and like magic it's there. prancing in your dainty shoes, batting that mascara-liquid eye lined-bronzed eyes, delicate french manicure (and pedicure) and.... why don't you try being me? a simple word -- bleak. perhaps a little pathetic. and sometimes.. just unique (a nice synonym of weird) and yes just a pinch of flab like the michelini man. monotonous. lifeless. oh.. and full of transgression.
i digress.. to put it trivially i'm just worried the payment won't get through. at the stroke of midnight.. all of which would really come true.