I know I just turned 24 and that in the grand scheme of things I'm still in the younger part of my life and all of that, but the fact of the matter is that I can see that I am getting old.
First of all, I have gray hair. Not a little bit of gray hair. I have enough gray hair to warrant the girl who cuts my hair to talk to me about the "great gray coverage" that is available to me in their new hairdyes. Also, it's starting to be noticeable in pictures. AND my father (from across the room) said to me "Wow, you're really turning gray there." I muttered something about the pot calling the kettle black.
Second, my joints used to crack and pop and feel better but now some of them crack and pop and feel...the same. The beginning of arthritis mayhaps? I can't be sure, but I can tell you that my middle finger on my right hand has been cracked 7 times so far today (it's now 1pm) and still feels like maybe it's not in joint. Of course, it IS possible that it is not in joint and that I'm cracking a dislocated finger over and over again which would also explain the unexplainable pain. I can't remember if I injured it or not recently.
Third, my memory seems to be shot to hell lately. Tell me something once, twice, three times, doesn't matter- I'm going to remember what I want to remember and a lot of it isn't going to stick. Like whether or not I've recently injured my finger--you'd think that this would be one of those times my brain would wake up and say, "Hey! You! Dumbass! Pay attention!" but I can't be sure.
Fourth, I look tired in pictures. It used to be that when I was tired, I had to announce this to make everyone aware that I was tired because I never looked tired. Now, on the other hand, I look tired. I don't have undereye circles or anything but my eyes look puffy and droopy if it's past 1am and I'm having my picture taken. This brings me to...
Fifth, I have trouble staying up much past midnight. In college, my bedtime was around 5am and now, I'm passing out in front of Grey's Anatomy. This is just pathetic. I've actually fallen asleep on my bed while chatting on aim on my laptop. THIS MUST STOP. I feel as though I'm turning into a narcoleptic impostor of my former self.
Monday, May 14, 2007
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