When you were 20, it seemed that in 30 your life would be completely different. And here you are 30, and where, ask, your naive dreams? Give yourself a candy for each "I agree for all one hundred!".
Expectation: You live in a pretty apartment - in the center, but overlooking the green park. And grow on the extensive balcony Lavender. Reality: You learned not to notice the shrouded cheerful chest, which the apartment hostess does not allow you to throw out.
Expectation: Your kids (all three) look like the heroes of the commercial. And go build a music school. Reality: Your only offspring is more expensive than the space program. By the way, something he arrived. Go check what he shakes there.
Expectation: You have a lot of money. Reality: You have a lot of debt. Credit for car, apartment, vacation, repair and coffin.
Expectation: You are the main thing in your office! Reality: You are the main scapegoat for the boss.
Expectation: You can easily repair anything. Reality: You can easily detach even the assembly of a shoe shelf from IKEA.
Expectation: You still can be tucked night long and tear charts. Reality: You can chew all evening in the kitchen with a cocoa cup. But at 23:00 - Bainics, and then there will be bags under the eyes. Yes, when we say "to test", we mean "sit".
Expectation: Respectable classic things are careful in your wardrobe. Reality: On your chair Mount T-shirts and workouts.
Expectation: You are preparing better Jamie Oliver. And all right useful. Reality: You better look at the show Jamie Oliver in the box under the dumplings.
Expectation: You will finally reread the entire golden Fund of World Literature. Reality: You reread the entire tape on Facebook, VKontakte and Twitter. And there are already Bainica time - an hour of the night, as in any way.
Expectation: You have a flawless sense of style. You know exactly what colors you. Reality: You are still driving the most comfortable clothes purchased in your 20s.
Expectation: You are wise as Magister iodine. Reality: You never ceased to understand anything.
Expectation: You finally feel adult. Reality: Not-a. And not close.
Expectation: You no longer matters who will think about you. Reality: Actually, you really don't matter.