Monday, November 28, 2011

Twenty-older

I turned twenty-older in Korea (9/30) and it was a great night but poo getting older.


It's not that I'm "old" or that I'm even feeling "older", it's just the number.  It had to go up.  It had to change.  


25.  Twenty-FIVE.  That sounded so great.  "How old are you"... "I'm 25!"... "Oh, you're only 25."


I'd say it with an exclamation mark!  It seemed exciting, proud, happy, fun... it seemed ok.


And now... 26.  Six?  Ugh that just seems like fffffffffffff - what are you doing.


Period. No exclamation mark. No question mark. Just a period.  


What are you doing.


26. Period.


Statement.  Remark.  Fact.


But!  No one answers that on their birthday!!  So I did what anyone mourning their youth would do.


I got wasted by midnight, blacked out by two.  


Happy Birthday to me.

1 comment:

  1. Was it a mourning blackout or your run of the mill Soju blackout?

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