There’s no cut off for fun things. You can drink and smoke and eat and hang forever.
I’m 30 now, and everything’s different.
Dating is hard enough as it is. But when you factor in the “unspoken rules” of dating — particularly with age — it only makes things more difficult.
30 is it. I’ve pulled out some of the hair I have left stressing about how best to mark this special birthday. Do I have a huge party? Do I stay home and contemplate the meaning of existence? Do I get really, really drunk?
I wake up in the morning and can’t open my eyes.
Today, you have these people. Tomorrow, you may not. But during the time when they are a part of your life, they are or have been important. Why not make them feel that today, irrespective of what happens tomorrow?
I hope you aren’t held back because of a number. And that you don’t rush into things because it feels like time is slipping by. I hope you do what’s right for you. Hold on. Slow down. And breathe in. Your age is your age. But more importantly, your life is your life.
You mock the younger generation, but if anyone (and I mean, ANYONE) cards you for alcohol, you’re like the most excited you’ve ever been.
One day, you grew up, ovaried up, and started dating grown-ass men.
We have this checklist of events instilled into us at a young age, and are expected go through life crossing each item off one by one till we reach the “Adulthood” bullet.