Wednesday, February 6, 2008

How old are you now.

My birthday was yesterday. If you exclude some annoying physical pains it was really quite a nice day. I feel like I’ve had so much given to me for it really. First when my parents were up two weekends ago they took Jo and I out after the concert “for my birthday”. Now I’m sure we all would have gone out anyway, but still. And mother had a gift of random knickknacks. Then Jo was all insistent upon special food. I found this cake recipe that really was quite ridiculous. Holy sugar. And she especially made some chicken that really was quite good. Now she does cook and bake regularly. But he whole it being specifically for Carlin’s Birthday is what gets me. I guess I don’t like being the center of attention when it’s like I didn’t really do anything to deserve it. I also got like a million (or what feels like it) facebook messages. I don’t really talk to most of these people hardly ever. So it’s always special to get so many messages. It makes me feel like people do actually like me. This is something I can’t figure out the reason for. Take it and run with it I suppose.

Being 22 is playing with my brain in some other ways already.

Recently in certain situations I've just been feeling a lot older than the group I familiarize with. Mostly its college friends. They're still all living there in that really completely different little world. And I'm out here. The differences have caused issues and in general difficulties. I miss being at LVC so much really. I would gladly fall back into the sometime bliss of that life.

But most of the time its blatantly apparent how young I am. Yesterday my co-workers had cake and all as is our tradition here. So I got the question of so how old are you now? The responses to my answer were nearly always amusing. You see the majority of the people I work with every day are over double my age. The majority of our patrons have a good change of tripling my age. And for the most part the majority of my coworkers have become accustomed to how young I look and don't think about it much at all. They just know that I'm a good worker and can do things. In fact I'll probably do them easily, quickly, and well.

I'm even younger that my roommates and most of their friends. They don't realize it often just because while I may look younger I act more like someone nearing retirement or something half of the time. And then there's the whole age difference with the new boy now. It's kind of sad how we don't quite understand some things the same way because of it. But the funniness of it can be quite amusing.

The biggest age quandary came from my father however. He, in delightful father fashion sent me a Happy Birthday email. In fact both he and mother did. And amongst the well wishes and rambling was the line "Your mother wasn't quite 22 when we got married...mmm, puts things in sort of weird perspective!!!" Ya, I'll definitely agree with the weird thing there. I can't imagine being married right now. I still feel so very very young for that. But then I do have 2 close friends engaged. Plus I just found out another friend just became so. And really when I look at my life and whats in it and what I want to be in it its almost like marriage really ought/might as well be the next thing up.

It's all pretty crazy.