“you look younger than your age” i was often told… by friends, by clients, by strangers. i can’t help but wonder … do they really mean “you don’t behave your age” ?  

as more and more of my friends joined me at the age of 29… an awkward age that separates you from the 20s and the dreadful 30s… the reality of me reaching the big 3 suddenly hit me… big time.  i am proud of my age or at least i think i am. and i never intend to hide my age from anyone. not that i am confident about the way i look or satisfied with the kind of achievement i have gained (what achievement) so far, it is because i never quite feel my age. i still fall when i walk, i still blush when i see a cute angmoh, i still get buises and cuts from god knows where … i still love to have fun and almost couldn’t resist any temptation that promises  good fun. i refuse number of adult responsibilities (according to k), constantly living in denial (avoiding all things unpleasant) … in other words, i simply refuse to grow up…

as the reality is closing in … i guess my time of avoidance is almost up… it’s time to clean up my act and accept that i am (no matter how much i hate the idea) a grown up afterall

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