Apparantly the world is going to end. Probably by 2012 when the Myan calendar stops. I was so freaked out about this because there is nothing I hate more than not having control. If I'm going to die I want it to be after I've done everything I wanted to. In 2012 I will be 25 or 26 depending on what time of year the world blows up in. Thats 4 years! I want to get married and have kids before I die! That gives me 4 years! I'm reminded of the episode on Friends when Rachel turns 30. I want to date someone for at LEAST a year before we get engaged. I want a year to plan a wedding. A year or more to ourselves and then I want 5 kids. Thats 3 years before we get to the kids stage. Not to mention that I don't date right now. All I have are inappropriate work fantasies about Hot Boss (sigh).
I took a breath and stopped thinking (which is hard for me to do). I believe in rebirth. I don't buy into the whole, Scare the crap out of you, hard core religious stuff. I think that after 2012 the world as we know it will end. What comes after will be better. Something has to change in this world of ours if we are to continue on. People have to start caring more. We need more compassion. Oh no, the hippie in me is showing.