I am not that young! I keep getting the ladies at work calling me hon! Or dear! And asking if I still live at home! OMG! Yah, welcome to my life now. I work with all grownups. The only ones that look young, because they are young, are the technical people. Which is me and someone else! The rest of the office are middle aged or almost retirement age ladies. Some even got grand kids! I still need someone to take care of me. You think I do my own laundry?Good thing I realized from the beginning that I cannot converse with them. I don’t even converse much with anyone because I am so busy all day long to do that. Anyways, I am single. I don’t wear the wedding ring that symbolizes the eternal attachment to some lunatic guy who will accept such a crazy girl like me. And worse, I look like a 20 or 21 year old!
Bohoo! I want to grow up! I know I will not get wrinkles till I am 50 like my mom, unlike such fair skinned people who get wrinkles when they are 30. Jeez! Also, I will not start using the phrase, “25 years ago I graduated from University” till much later in life, but dammit!!!! I am 28, almost 29 years old! I know I cannot engage in a conversation about a husband, kids, mortgage, house expenses, but I can talk about … hmm … I can talk about … hmm.. ok I give up. To be normal I got to get married ASAP. Where can I find such a loser Arab guy who will accept me working 8.5 hours a day, and getting home dead tired to do anything else? Who wants to do the chores!!
Ahh.. I feel like I am soon going to have to grow up to fit in into this grownup society. Maybe I will think about this blog post again when I am 30. Let me enjoy the rest of my 20′s for now!