Much needed rain finally hit L.A and I am hoping it lasts for a few weeks because Cthulhu knows we need it. But with the rain, a thought popped in my head: holy fuck, I am never goign to look my age. Being 23 but looking 16-17 is more of a curse than a blessing. I don't know how Zac Efron does it but I swear that I could act on a Disney show/movie for the next 10 years and no one would bat an eye. Now I don't want to sound like I hate it because it can simply be fantastic but it does get sort of annoying when buying alcohol or bumming a smoke (when I smoked) from someone. Those poor people thinking they may have just helped an underage person destroy their lives. Oh well!
But the brightside is I don't have to spend so much money on razors....or learn how to shave.