Old-nya...

Yesterday i went out yamcha with my church members. Then, they gave me a form to fill in our particulars. There's this column which asks my age. For a few seconds, i was thinking how old am i. Then, it finally sinks in. I'm 24 this year. 24. 24 you know! For a split second i cannot believe that i'm actually 24 years old. when i write down the two digits on the paper, i suddenly feel old and sad. I've felt old the moment i hit 22 years old but this time, it hit me harder than other times before.

You might think what's the big deal of being 24 right? it's just a number. Yes, it's just a number. but, for me, it's like a reality check. what have i done for the past 24 years? it made me reflects on how i spent my life up till now. what contributions have i made to my family, my work and my church? and most importantly, myself? have i saved enough to buy what i wanted and for rainy days? have i realised my own dream to eat the best food in town and travel around Malaysia and Japan?

I'm 24. I wish to get married at 26 or 28 yrs old then have kids and settle down. but i'm 24 now. I haven't even start saving! I haven't build a career yet. I haven't earn my desired salary yet. Gosh, it all boils down to the M word.

Not only that, i feel my body is getting weaker too. Now, it is really a sign to tell me that i'm old. and i tend to be so forgetful that i easily forget whether i have locked my car or not or what my dear says to me.

I feel old at this point to do anything. maybe i should start having a plan when i was younger. but heck, we can't turn back time can't we? So, just live with it lo. at least now i can start by planning a little. A step at a time. guess it's not too late.

*sigh*