Oh, glorious time…
Well, that’s one of the things you tell yourself, definitely. Love that movie! And it is a glorious time, like any other decade is special for its own reasons. Some other things popping into your head might be the following…
Hey, wait, I DON’T have to listen to this BS anymore!
What a load of crap, I’m outta here.
What. A. Jerk.
Have money, will travel.
Don’t have money, will go on a day trip.
Will save money!
It was never my fault.
Still gotta do the laundry…and it’s fine.
Sometimes I feel like all I ever do is laundry.
Do it now.
I’m in control, I’m totally in control, I’m so in control…OK, I’m not…I think I’ll just eat some chocolate and think about it later.
Roof over head, check. Payed off all the furniture buys, check. Have friends who like to paint walls, check. Have a tried and tested pizza place to call after aforementioned painting job, check.
I love my bed.
I love glitter.
I love a lot of people.
Wait, why is everyone so worried about their 30s, again?