Confessions of a Fugitive Mind
December 29, 2002
I Feel Old
Gosh. I'm starting to feel like an old lady. My cousin Tara is turning 15 on New Year's Eve and I can hardly believe it. I remember the night she was born and all of her birthdays since then. I was ok with Billy turning 16 last February, when I was stil 21. But now that Tara is a freshman in high school with a serious boyfriend, I'm really starting to reflect a little more on my age. It really makes me think about my freshman year... And just how much I've changed since then. I doubt I would still wear purple sneakers with every outfit or glue googley eyes to my backpack these days. I know I could not come between a man and his girlfriend or "borrow" answers to a homework assignment the way I used to. But I would still scream American Pie at the top of my lungs at a busy intersection and counsel friends with relationship problems at any time of day. These days I barely glance at the junior's section in stores and think the clothes trashy; I see a car full of teenagers and "punk ass kids" is the first thing that comes to mind; my cousin's classmates look like little kids; and pop music makes me want to change the radio station. People I went to school with are married with children and others are on their way to that situation. Cousins who once seemed so small and innocent are starting to think about which colleges they want to apply to. It all makes me feel old.
Posted by criminal at December 29, 2002 12:45 AM