Turning points

I believe that every now and again a person comes to important turning points in their life. Some are obvious and happen to everyone, such as turning 18, leaving school, turning 21 etc. Others though are more indiosyncratic and less fixed in their chronamic occurence. Things such as deciding to study after school, deciding to leave home or your country of birth, deciding to get married etc. Yesterday I came to one such turning point in my own life and I believe that the road I took, although perhaps the road more travelled, is by far the best option for me right now, and is possibly more travelled for a reason. What, you may ask, is this epic life decision I have made? Well I'll tell you. I FLAT OUR REFUSE TO SEPARATE MY WHITES AND MY COLOURS FROM NOW ON! It's a complete waste of my time (unless the clothes are new and prone to 'bleed') and I don't really see the reason. Why the hell do I need to do 2 loads of washing and drying when one will work perfectly fine. Fuck authority. Fuck the way it's always been done. Fuck the system.

Fuck me if my whites come out pink.

My parting note. Why the hell don't they have a pornstar Big Brother? I mean, they have a celebrity Big Brother right? And the only reason that everyone watches the damn program is in the voyeuristic hope that someone will end up shagging someone else... during the day so that you won't have to watch it on those pants infra-green night camera's.