growing old isn't so bad. i'm anticipating the diminishing sex drive that would make my life much more wholesome. but there are two things that i don't want to happen when i'm old. i don't want alzheimer's and i don't want to stink. ang baho ng lola ko pare. oo mahal ko sya syempre kya lang parang ayoko syang kasama lagi kasi ang baho nya e. wala nman syang debilitating sickness o malubhang karamdaman. mabaho lang talaga sya. its like BO and morning breath in one package. its in her breath and on her skin. i've learned to associate the smell with old age pero yung lolo ko nman hndi mabaho. ayoko lang mangyari yung ayaw ako yakapin ng apo ko dahil mabaho ako. i'd need to bribe them to kiss me. which leads to my hypothesis that as we grow old the smellier we get. babies smell nice (usually). its during adolescence that all the discharges and secretions force us to seek refuge in deodorants and perfumes. then from there its downhill to rank perdition. i think that's how hermits originated. smelly old men that other people can't stand. while hermitage does have it's appeal i'd rather not stink and enjoy civilization