So yesterday I was talking with a friends, and one of the topics were about marriage. You know, how old we are and how its about time to get married. There are so many variables, we can't fully say if its time or not, but there is an agreement, that soon or later people get married, have babies, and then; you die.
Ok so yeah, I reluctantly agreed that it's about time for me to start to look life seriously and get married sometime.
Then I met my father's friend's daugther. At first I had no recollection of who she was, no clue at all. When she introduced herself to me, I'm like, WHAT THE FUCK?? I changed her dipers before. I'm mean still a child in 8th grade, but damn, she's grown up so much, she is my height. I hear her brother is even taller than her.
When, she said she was in 8th grade I let a sigh, and she asked what it was, to which I replied; "I feel old."
I guess it's time.
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The time is right when you feel is right... or when you score a "goal", if you know what I mean.
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