A woman never divulges her age they say, but I completely fail to understand why. Infact I love to throw around my age, coz that just invites compliments (picture me blushing and flattered). The minute I reveal my age, the immediate reaction I get is "Really!!!!!! You don't look that old. You are amazing!" And I bask in my 1-minute glory gleeing with joy.
Feb 9th happens to be my birth-day. I turned 29 last Friday. Oops!! So close to 30. Now this really scares me. 30 is the age they start using vanishing creams, and age-defying lotions, etc. I perhaps need to start collecting info on this product line. I am turning old. I know, I know, age is material, you have to feel young at heart. I do feel young at heart. In fact, I feel like 20, or I should rather say, I want to be 20. The older you grow, the more the responsibilities, more the troubles, more the stress, more the complications. What's the fun in growing old? Perhaps I can console myself with the fact that as I grow old, so do my friends. I don't get left behind...hehehe. And as we all grow wiser together, the blogs keep getting better and better.
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