Hmpf.

[rebness]

EVERYONE KEEPS SAYING I AM THIRTY. I am constantly having to give friends and relatives the If I died right now, my gravestone would say I was in my twenties rant.

I am not dealing with this well.

I was listening to my favourite trashy song Acceptable in the 80s tonight. My older brother was in the room.

See, he'll do things for you if you were born in the eighties, the eighties.


Me: Hey, Paul! Calvin Harris doesn't have hugs for you.
Paul: He barely has hugs for you.
Me: HE DOES! HE DOES! TWO WHOLE YEARS OF HUGS 


This is unbearable. I obviously need counselling. D: 

Comments

[ukashi-goshi.livejournal.com]

Born 104? That sounds like a good story!

I feel your pain. I am also on the run from major mortality freakouts, trying hard not to think about oblivion and the passage of time and impermanence...

But anyway, I'm 33, and my 30s have been good to me so far. I'd echo everyone else re. feeling more comfortable in one's own skin. I am much more who I am now, which includes reopening and celebrating stuff that had been blocked off before. I encompass a lot more contradictions, and I'm more myself and more at peace because of it. And I know stuff now that I simply couldn't before. So far, it's turning out to be a really good decade - I hope it will be for you too! <3

[rebness.livejournal.com]

I think it was because I was a grumpy and bossy little girl! Heehee.

major mortality freakouts, trying hard not to think about oblivion and the passage of time and impermanence...

That's exactly it for me!

I have to say that the comments from the 30-somethings in this post have made me feel a lot better. So I'm not just going to become saggy and old overnight! Whoo!