Sunday, April 19, 2009

Is age nothing more than a number?

You know you are getting old when you:


(1) actually had a blast at Velvet Underground last night even though it was Mambo Night – the most hated night during your uni days.

Hail The Village People for introducing YMCA to us!

(Note: Readers below the age of 24 may proceed to disregard the last sentence)


(2) noticed that you are amongst one of the oldest in the crowd when you entered Phuture, the newest R&B room at Zouk.


(3) know the lyrics to most, if not all, of the songs aired on Mix.fm.


(4) don’t have much cravings for any food in particular because it’s been quite some time since you were prohibited from eating all the stuff that you love to, whenever and wherever you feel like doing so without anyone telling you not eat too much of this or that because it’s bad for health, it'll make your hair fall out, etc.


(5) don’t know whether to address the cleaning lady in the office as ‘Kak’ (big sister) or ‘Dik’ (younger sis).


Last but definitely not least:


(6) after washing your face at night before you jump into bed under the duvet, you suddenly began to question whether you have already brushed your teeth.

And if you did, was it before you washed your face or after?



“You know you're getting old when everything hurts. And what doesn't hurt doesn't work.” – Hy Gardner



Aging gracefully,




1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Does it really matter?