| | My it's been a long time since I've written! What have I been doing all this time? To tell you the truth, the only thing I remember about last semester was me frantically working on my thesis (which has finally reached the editing phase as of recently) and neglecting the world which was my social life, friends, and normal amounts of sleep. So basically, I have no memorable stories from my hiatus to report. Well, I don't know, maybe I'll remember something later on.
Anyway, so the point of this post! Getting old, and the horrors of realizing it.
Remember when you were a kid? And everytime some adult asks about your age, you made sure to let them know both verbally and visually? "FIVE!" you'd stick your open palm and pudgy fingers in their face. Yup, you TOLD them alright, made sure they knew how smart and grown up you were, having lived nearly half a dozen years in the world. Then about a decade passes, and you learn the meaning of the word "redundant" and "childish" so the gesture work and voice inflection get dropped... but privately, age becomes a even bigger deal: 16 = being able to drive your own restless ass (and your friends' lazy asses) anytime and anywhere; 18 = being able to scream, in a fight with your parents, "I'm an ADULT, you can't tell me what to do!"; even 21, well you all know what that means...
The point is, before turning 21, which was really not that long ago, I NEVER, for a second, lost track of how old I was. But after 21? Not so at all. A couple months after I turned 22, somebody asked how old I was and I mistakenly told them 23. And right before turning 23, I blanked out when a bouncer holding my driver's license asked for my age (yeah, that was good timing). And just last month, a friend of my mom's asked the same question, and I blurted out "24" even though I'm 8 months shy. So I either have a very bad case of proleptic short-term memory loss, or age is just no longer a frontrunner on the list of things that identify my person. I don't know, has this happened to anyone else? Is it just me? I mean, I'm not saying mid-20s is old, I just wonder if this is generally what happens to people...
haha, this is me with free time... thinking too much and asking useless questions. hmmm. okay that's it. 
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| | Posted 3/18/2007 5:32 PM - 35 Views - 8 eProps - 4 comments
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