I doubt it.
I know I don't look old (yet), but I feel so old! I hear giggling young girls laughing about silly things and I go "man, they act so silly and immature". I just feel like a 80 year-old trapped in my body. I remember when I was 21, I thought people above the age of 25 were OLD. Like crazy old.
And I'm just so tired. Been having this pseudo-flu for the last two weeks, and it kinda sucks. It's nice how it came right after I felt better after my wisdom teeth extraction. The only upside of this is that I lost weight because of my suppressed appetite.
Have to start writing my paper so I can publish it for graduation. Graduation. Time flies so fast that I don't know how to react to it just yet. I have mixed feelings about going back to Singapore for the next few years. The obvious perk of it is that I get to be with my family again! I miss all of them soooooo much (esp. my sister), and I can't wait to be part of family vacations again! I just am so used to living here that I don't know if I can adapt back......
Sigh.
Sometimes I hate Singapore so much. It's so age-ist. At every age of your life, people find different topics to stress you up. At 10, they ask you what stream you got into in school. At 13 they ask you which secondary school you got into, and how you did on your PSLE. At 16, they ask about your 'O's, at 18, they ask about your 'A's. And just when you thought you're off the hook, between the age of 18 till 28 or 29, they start asking you if you found yourself a suitable partner for marriage and whether you want kids or not. Doesn't help that the entire population of your high school friends and JC friends start marrying in bulk and pumping out kids like there's no tomorrow. And I'm not even 28 yet!
It's not that I don't want to get married. It's not that I don't want kids. I just hate the idea of fitting in a mold that everyone assumes you're going to be in. This is the main reason why I like living here better. People don't give a shit what you do. There's respect in every profession, and every life decision.
Don't mean to rant. Just annoyed, and possibly PMS-ing.
On a bright note, going back to the motherland next month! I get to hug my little sister again. Woot! :)
