you know you are old when…
Reminiscing with a friend sure is a lot of fun. Yet, when you are getting old, sometimes it can’t be help to have the reality be blatantly thrown at you–’not getting any younger!’. From slangs that i once used so often seemed like a faint memory now, and pondering upon it made me realize: "wow, that was loooong time ago". i mean ‘hanep’ and ‘hataw’…di na uso! and who among you here remembers ‘over!’? and ‘gosh’?! the songs i used to sing along or sing in my head are quite classified as classic already. movies i quoted from have long earned millions already. cartoons i loved to watched back then are now cheesy to review. even sesame street is different! and is there still batibot???
i remember i used to use certain words or phrase so frequently like, ‘true’…come to think of it, i just changed it to ‘indeed!’.
*sigh* life quickly passes me by.
it’s funny how reality really hit me. it’s not that i was complaining about aging…it’s just that i didn’t really notice that i am [getting] old. hahahaha…i remember chilling with filipino friends in the dorm lobby of cuc. we were talking about what we want for our weddings, funerals (i was the only one who had my funeral somewhat planned…the rest of them think it’s a morbid idea to plan your own funeral), and special birthdays. most of us, like me never had our debut for our 18th/21st birthdays, and all girls were wishfully thinking. i never really cared for my own debut. it does not matter even if i never had one. but then i expressed how i would want to celebrate a birthday of mine–a children’s birthday party! that’s including games, and birthday cake of course! since i was the oldest in the group that had gathered, all of them opened their mouths and exclaimed, "what?!?" then one of them asked, "how old are you going to be ate?"
and it hit…oh my! i am turning 24! "these people around me are at least 2 years younger and some of them are in the same graduating class i am in! and what do i want for my birthday party? a children’s birthday party!?!" hahahahah…now that’s retro!
indeed, hahahah and a loud hahahahaha from me and from the whole group rang when i said i was turning 24.
now that i am 24…does it really matter that much that i am 24 already? nah…. in fact it’s a good consolation for most of my friends here when they complain about them getting old. because all of them are younger than me! i would just say to them, "if you are old…then what am i?" although, sometimes i get the answer…"ancient".
being 24 is like being 23, or 22, or 21, or 20…turning 24 is like turning 18, which was like turning 17. except i am bigger now, and the situations around me (and idealogies i have learned) were different…but the feeling is just the same. being 24 and single, and temporarily unemployed, and just finished undergrad isn’t that bad. i mean it will still be a while before i pass the number of days in a monthly calendar. after a year off there is med school (if i get in for 2007), and then employment? there are still opportunities. love life? it’ll come when it comes…if it comes.
some friends and some older folks tease me about my ‘biological clock’ ticking. but do they only mean that i’d be wanting a spouse and children by saying that??? but then again, single is good! if i have money to travel the world…this is the time! no obligations, no commitments, no work, and no school!
i wonder, how old am i going to be and remain single? i wonder if turning 30 would have the same feeling as turning 24. i wonder, would i feel old when i turn 25? mind you, my joints have long been hurting! hahahaha….
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