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24 – the number of hours in a day
24 – the number of episodes per season of
some TV shows
24 – the number of times I have watched
some TV shows
24 – the amount of eggs 12 chickens can
produce in 2 days
24 – the opposite of the meaning of life
24 – a TV show about time, I assume
24 – an ABC news channel that is good
24 –
my, that’s a lot of children you have madam
24 – the age Boyfriend was on the first
birthday of his we celebrated together. We went to movieworld.
24 – the age lots of my friends have been
already
24 – the age my mum was when I was 2
24 – the age at which you have to stop
claiming early-twenties
24 – the age I will be tomorrow.
For some reason, 24 is the first birthday I
have dreaded. I don't know why, but it makes me feel old. It doesn’t make any sense
of course. I don’t think other people who are 24 are old. And I certainly don’t think
older people are ANCIENT. Boyfriend, for example, is 28. That seems totally
fine to me. (30, on the other hand… When he’s 30 I’m going to have to drop him like a warm legume. Honestly, who turns THIRTY?!)
It’s not one of those, “I should have done
more/something else by now things, but it somehow seems like an age I just
can’t be. Twenty-four! That’s the age of a grown up person. Isn’t it? Am I a
grown up person? If so, I have been seriously misguided about grown up people; who they are, what they do and how they function.
So what to do with this dread and fear of a
birthday? Should I pretend to be 23 for a few more years? Should I moisturise
my face with a cream that fights SEVEN signs of aging? What even are the seven
signs of ageing? Is one of them fear? Is another incontinence? Damn that’s some
good cream. No. I think what I need to do is find some good things about being
24.
So...
It’s an even number, appealing to my love
of even numbers
It’s a multiple of 8, appealing to my love
of the number 8
It makes me twice the age of one of my
siblings, a joy I won’t experience again until I’m 30
I’m still in the 18-24 bracket on surveys
I can say “20-something” and not feel like
a douche (maybe)
I’m old enough to have learnt things and
had experiences
I’m young enough to still be able to do
ANYTHING I want
It's an even number
Blogging as therapy, there you go.

Don't be scared of it! it means so much less than you think. Also, it's an even number. xx
ReplyDeleteMan, mid-20s are the best! So much better than early 20s and far less depressing than late 20s. If I could stop time, it's at that age :)
ReplyDeleteAlso, HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
24: the amount of eggs used to make a really big, extra fabulous pavlova.