rats..i feel so old.

why is it when people ask you your age and then you tell them, it's like...

friend: ows? hindi nga? ang tanda mo na pla...hindi ka mukhang 23. shux kat, ang tanda mo na...yuck. pero di halata. mukha kang bata. *amazed*
me: haha..thank you..compliment yun di ba?

and then...i wonder...what is it about being 23 that people don't believe you? it's one of two things.

it's either i'm just pretending to be older. yeah right, i just turned 18.

-or-

i'm sooooo good in pretending that they believe that i'm 23 but they wonder.

i guess i look like a kid. rats. but i feel sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo OLD. darn. darn. darn.

i'm not sour-graping coz i'm *technically* old for a student. our oldest classmate is 30+ (won't mention her exact age baka mabasa pa ni mommy misty at mademanda pa ako) see, i'm not sour-graping!

i just hate the age...you see, it's between legitimate adulthood and quasi-adulthood cum post-teenage angst and delusions. what is this? a friggin quarter-life crisis?

NO SUCH THING. a friend of mine got married when she was 23. she became a mother 2 years later. ewww...i would not want to get into the marriage thing right away. the thing is...they're like...well...ADULTS! i.e. OLD PEOPLE!!! mature nga, old naman.

ayoko pa...di pa ako mature..hehe.. IMMATURE na kung IMMATURE.

belated happy birthday. cheers.