Birthdays
I'm turning twentyfour in a couple of days and most people (at least those who celebrate birthdays) tend to be emotional or sentimental when their birthdays are approaching. And I am no different from those people. I heard myself saying yesterday, "24 is a marrying age!". I wasn't even referring to myself but to an actress whose future is being predicted by a fortune teller on national TV. Then is hit me, when I was in highschool, I wanted to get married at the age of 21 (that's why I pursued to finish my engineering degree at the age of 20); I wanted a child at the age of 25. I am now almost 24, very much single and uncommitted (well, except maybe to my career, friends and family). I didn't marry at 21, and the possibility of me having a baby (and a husband of course!) at 25 are slim to none. I've always said to my friends, my age stopped at 18, I guess I didn't change from when I was 18... Same old me, only a lot heavier.. I still stink in any sport I engage in, I am still as stubborn, and most of all I still am stupid when it comes to matters of the heart.
I may be chronologically and biologically almost 24, but other than that, I am still 18.
Maybe its about time for a change.
Maybe I should grow older.
Maybe I will.