So today's my last day being 25. It's weird how bummed out about that I am. All year whenever someone asked me how old I was, I wished I could say 26 just because 25 sounded so young. But now that it's really here, I don't want to turn 26! I think it's because when Ami turned 26 (almost 3 years ago!) I made fun of her and told her I wouldn't be able to hang out with someone who was "almost thirty". And now here I am...
I'm still the baby of most of my friends and colleagues, and of course I realize that 26 is really NOT that old, and everyone else is aging at the same rate as I am...but it's still really hard on me to be turning 26.
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