Turning 22

I turned 22 last week. Yeap, i did. The day passed without much fanfare, which was exactly what i wanted. After last year's celebrations, a muted one this year feels just about right. Went for lunch and movie with former housemate (her treat), then coffee and cake with said housemate and another friend. And that was it. My friends here tried to get me a surprise gift by calling my ex-housemate and asking her my shoe size, not knowing i was right beside her. But hey, they tried. Here's a big thank you to those who called or messaged (sms, IM, facebook, friendster, e-mail, blog). Thanks for remembering. Anyways, as i was saying, i got new basketball shoes!

The shoes

Birthday card/shoe box

So how is this birthday different from the last? I actually do feel different. Think the word is "sober". Other than that i don't think there's much difference. I still think and eat too much, and exercise and study too little. Like i said, no difference. But, like it or not, i am 22 and getting older by the minute. I can't get away with doing stupid things and blaming it on my age anymore. Maturity is the word floating about now.

Then again i am only 22. The other day i went to this banquet dinner (my first experience... interesting, to say the least) with a bunch of older friends. 60 percent of them are already married! They're only 25 year olds, and all they talk about is who's getting married or why isn't so and so getting married yet. Hell yeah i was freaked out! I sat quietly eating my (very expensive) banquet dinner, looking forward to the booze that inevitably flows later on.

Oh by the way, i'm trying to cut down on the booze and the other related stuff. Just to see how it affects me sports-wise. Already off to a bad start.

Back to the point. I'm not ready to get married at 25! Or 26. Or 27. At that age i'll still be wetbehind the ears, career-wise. There are like millions of things to consider before marriage even comes to mind. A willing bride for one. For now, i'll just stick to trying not to screw up in my studies and trying not to look like the Michelin Man (Indian version) when i'm done. Right now i'm doing a piss poor job in both areas, so pray for me.

After all, i am only 22.