I'm spending my last weeks being 29, I'll be 30 on the 20th april and I'm not relly confortable with the idea. When I was a teenager I had so many plans and life gave me nothing of what I dreamt. I'm a little depressed now, because in my twenties I could still fool myself saying things like "no worry, you're young you have plenty of time". But time is running out. I'm still living with my parents, I clean other people's bathroom to buy our food and to pay the bills. Anyway, seeing the bright side I can say people think I'm 20 when they see me, no grey hair, no light wrinkle.. my classmates seems much older than me.