My life is random

The weather today is disgusting. I hope it's like this tomorrow too, since I'll be in mourning. Who am I mourning, you ask? Well, I'm not necessarily mourning a 'person', but an idea. The idea of my childhood and young-adulthood.. As the hours pass, I am slowly creeping closer and closer to the age of 25. In less than 24 hours, the clock will strike midnight, and the world will temporarily come to a complete stop. That is when I shall enter adulthood. Goodbye, barbie dolls. Goodbye, coloring books. Goodbye, texting and giggling at my phone like a stupid little schoolgirl. Hello, pant suits. Hello, orthopedic shoes. Hello, bland chicken and vegetables for dinner every night.  Woe is me.