In 3 days, I'll be turning 28. Geez. Among my friends in college, I am the one who turn older last. While in high school, I'm the 4th I think... So when the year starts, I always tease my "older" friends about getting old and when they shot back at me that I will "also grow older", I'd have a rebuttal of "but not until Sept!".
And now September is here... like January never came. Is it really this fast when you're "mature"?
I have a good friend who cringes when my birthday passes because it means she's turning a year older. And the next birthday she'll be 30. Honestly, I don't see birthdays as something to cringe about. I mean, I still feel the same when I was 18, but a much better version of me. I've somehow mellowed, if I may call it that. I used to fight about everything and anything with anyone and everyone. Now, I just listen to what others will say and comment only when necessary. I now have the patience to pick the battles I want to fight.... though my boyfriend would ABSOLUTELY disagree with that! haha
I look at my friends and we are all at a place where we all decide to be. Lately, I've been receiving invites to weddings, baptisms, kiddie parties and such from friends. I see friends who are starting their own families, staying in one job, settling into marital wedded routines (no more nightly gimmicks, no more weekly haunts) and being faithful partners. Sometimes I couldn't believe how that could have happened, then I remember we are all at a stage when we want stability.
And then I look at my life and who I've become. Definitely, there are still a lot of things I still need to learn and improve on. I quote my dad's friend "We are a work in progress until we die". And I am simply that. So far though, I am happy with where I am and who I am.
My favorite number is 8 and my favorite age is 18. I'm quite hopeful of the age 28 and looking forward to things that have no way to go but up.