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Friday, December 17, 2010

What's My Age?

I frequently get carded at casinos, bars, and even the mall.  On some occasions people ring my door bell and ask for my parents.  I have always been mistaken for being younger and never older.  By younger, it is usually much younger and an age I don't want to be associated with.  This makes me think about the age people perceive me to be and the age that I perceive myself to be.

My looks alone categorize me into the older teenager, young college going adult category.  Each year I get older, the person who is carding me gets a little more shocked by the birthday on my driver's license.  I have to be 18 to enter the mall on Fridays and Saturdays after 5PM.  I have been carded on multiple occasions.  Do I really look 17 or even younger?  Gosh, I really hope not.  I know not to get offended by the authority figure whose job is to check and verify my age.  I should treat it as a compliment, but I usually do not.

Age 18

I want to be older.  Yes, go ahead and laugh.  While most people are hanging onto their youth, I am letting go.  I look forward and embrace every birthday, and I love to see the number of my age go up.  It sounds silly, but I don't see myself as a 24 year old adult.  I feel much older, and I would like to think that being older is also associated with being more wise and responsible.  I never had a normal childhood, and I was given responsibilities early on in my life.  My teenage years lacked the carefree nature that most experience.  I was working for my parents and focusing on getting into college.  So I got into college and focused on school and my relationship with H.  I didn't attending college parties or drink at the bars.

 Age 21 with H

Do I regret not living the normal life as a teen and young adult?  Not one bit.  I am who I am today because of my past.  I do have a kid like nature about me, but I only share that with my closest friends.  I know when to relax and enjoy myself instead of focusing on all those adult responsibilities.  I am mature, but I mix in crazy childhood fun too.  There are times when I would love to go back to my teenage years and be a social butterfly.  Then I jump back to reality and know that it's not me.

I am 24 years old, and I honestly want to be a few years older.  People still see me between the ages of 17 and 21.  Since I can't change their perception, I'll just laugh a little inside each time I get carded.  No worries.  This has to stop by the time I turn 30, right?  I sure hope so.

Age 24

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