Sept, 2005

In that place between Young and Old.

So I arrived here today at my 1/4 of a century age - and I get asked the typical question that never fails to leave someone's lips : " Do you FEEL any older?"
No, I do not, but I know that I am and therefore, am absolutely sick with misery.
I have been dreading this birthday for some time now... I don't mean from the day I turned 24, but rather since I returned home from Europe on a backpacking trip two years ago, when after working sometime I realized the debt I incurred in the foreign countries was easier to create than it is to eliminate. And a year later I was nowhere in my progress, if anything I had set myself back even more, because credit cards are good for that, a life-saver one day and a life destroyer the next. I know I am being dramatic, and I have learned a lot this year - in fact what I have been through should have turned my hair white - but it hasn't ( thankfully) but I am wiser now because of it. All around me, my friends and family my age are all getting engaged, married, having kids, buying their houses, their cars and getting a dog on top of it all, while I am now 25 years old and at that age where you should definitely have everything figured out by now - at least.

poop.

oh well, at least there will be cake.