January 30, 2004
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Thank you all for the birthday wishes. Believe me, I've never received so many e-cards, paper cards, xanga comments, txt messages, emails, AIMs, phone calls, wave-hellos, all wishing me a Happy Birthday, before in my life. Makes me feel special. Thanks again. So, in honor of my 32nd birthday, and inspired by SweetSillyAznGirL's post about age, I thought I'd throw in another recycled entry of mine. It's about getting older... but not. Enjoy.
[originally posted June 24, 2003]
The bitch about getting older, you know, you don't fling yourself into love and friendships the way you did before you got hurt. That's a damn shame. ~ Glory Daze
Age ain't nothing but a number.
Until you're reminded all around you of the fact that, yes, you too are getting old. Let me explain. I am 29 years old (for the *ahem* third time), but I'm young-at-heart. I like to hang out, party, drink with my 20-something year old co-workers. Age is the last thing on my mind.
But in a matter of weeks... Reality struck in full force. Three weeks ago: Marilyn, one of my "younger" college friends, turned 30. Welcome to the club, Marilyn. Two weeks ago: Little Joshua was born. Last week: Little John Paul turned one.
Among all my college friends, we now have five babies, plus two more expected this fall. Seven weddings, with two more this coming weekend. Add a couple of engagements and there you have it.
I guess I missed that bandwagon. Heck, I ain't worried. There'll be another one coming.
But this reality check has caused me to sit back and reflect on my own life. Have I lived it to the fullest? Have I reached my goals? Is there more to strive for? Am I ready to settle down and start a family?
Fuck it. Why worry about shit like that? Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda. I'm not done with my life. I have things to do. Places to go. People to see. I am my own bandwagon, and I'm going full steam. Anyone wanna jump on, come aboard. But I ain't waiting around too long. Apathy doesn't exist in my dictionary.
'Til next time,
G-Dogg
Comments (15)
well said, dood. most of my friends are married w/kids. i think i'm the only one still single. ugh. but, alot of them envy me and my carefree life. sometimes i wish i had their stability, tho. live it up, our time will come.
Awwww you mentioned my name....so sweet of ya. Anyhoo, yea so I've heard age is nothing but a number. True. It's really how you feel. It's funny though that when we were in our teens, we all wished to be in our twenties. Yet when we're in our twenties, we don't wish to be in our thirties. Strange huh. Haha. Only if time would freeze...I would like to be the number 21. Not too young, yet not too old. But of course we can't turn back the hands of time so therefore we have to take it as it comes. Let time take it's course.
OOoOOo I forgot to wish you a happy b-day dude!!! My bad. Enjoy.
very very well said.
Yo, you know I was wit you on that wagon from day 1. Your first comment on my blogs was what caught my attention and I knew we was on the same wagon. We are going down parallel paths on different ends of the country. (Did that sound too gay?? I hope not.) Haha...
You live your life for you....not what your friends or what society tells you.
*cheerz!*
have a great weekend rob!
=) =) =) + =) =) = 32 smilez for ya in an imaginary kinda way heh!
<3 Jaz
scoot over, i'm planting my tushie on that wagon.
wow how do u remember entries that far back?
Memorial Day weekend...Yuba River near tahoe. what about u?
Hmmm....we used rice vinegar cause the recipe said it would be better. And kikomon (sp?) soy sauce. But it's not suppose to be lose water right? I think I need to add corn starch next time to thicken it.
Yes...2 bay leaves. Does 2 really make a difference? Wow...ok hook a sista up with your version of adobo!! Pleaseeee. Maybe I didn't let it evaborate enough. That could possible be it.
Umm... profound. Happy belated!
And you haven't missed any boats.
Woulda, coulda, shoulda, who cares? Just have fun. Don't matter how old you are. Life's a beach. Learn to party. That's what I always say.
happy belated, dude. approaching mid-30's sucks, doesn't it? i wanna wind the clock back 8 years...
Happy late birthday! Yeah evelyn is hot, huh?!
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