Turning 30

When I was younger, I never thought turning 30 would be a big deal. I mean for Christs sake, it’s only 30 years old. Still young. Can still do things. Still considered young enough to hang out with the girls in the bars or clubs but old enough to be taken serious. However, as I am nearing that 3rd decade I can’t help but feel a bit nervous. A bit scared. A bit of wanting to stay 29 for a long while. I am now one of those women that me and my friend used to make fun of. Those women that dread the big 3-0. I am dreading it. Not for the fact that “oh hey I’ll be thirty. Yay!” But for the fact that “OH GOD I’LL BE 30! I’M NOT MARRIED AND I’M CHILDLESS!!!!”

That damn biological clock is ticking and it’s irking the hell out of me. I am getting nervous because now I feel that urgency that I need to get married soon, if not just get knocked up and have a kid. But I’m still unsure. Maybe 30 is the new 20? I want to believe that because, hell, I’m still not ready to get settled. I think the problem with me is that I’m just nervous about the whole idea of being 30. When someone asks you “How old are you?, I’ll have to reply begrudgingly,”I’m 30″. I hear myself even now saying it like it’s some sort of death sentence. Maybe in a couple of days, weeks, months, years, I’ll get over the idea of being 30. Well the on thing I am looking forward to is next year’s birthday. It falls on 9.9.09. How awesome is that?! Oh well, its 10:40pm, an hour and 20 minutes I will be 30. Happy birthday to me. At least I look younger than 30. Good Asian genes.

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my cake and yes I had a slice…I ate my sugar and fat and all those calories…for at least one night I was bad…LOL

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