I’m nearly 25. Sort of.
I understand that we go through changes, and that there are stages where you can go through big changes (such as the red convertible and driving glove when you’re 50), but the thing is, I think I’m going through one now.
I’m not talking anything like the mid-life crises you see portrayed by Hollywood. God bless those idiots in Hollywood. I’m talking about a pervasive anti-Peter-Pan sensation….that feeling that you need to grow up, and grow up quick.
Yes, I understand that I’m a graduate student studying a medical degree which takes centre stage in my life, and that everything will change when I start to earn some money - etc, but here are the cold facts:
- I’m 24 and I own a dying hand-me-down car. A car that isn’t even registered under my name.
- I’m 24 and I have no savings.
- I’m 24 and have not had a meaningful relationship.
- I’m 24 and I room with two guys from uni.
- I’m 24 and I’m a slob who barely does laundry and doesn’t keep his room clean.
- I’m 24 and don’t own anything much of value except for my health (which, okay, is a lot).
Basically, I feel like a 24-year-old little boy.
Anyway, I’m living a life that really isn’t me, which is okay, we do that a lot – make the sacrifices for the pay-off later on. I think I’m just finally getting really impatient with the whole thing.
I want to get a place outside the city, by myself (or preferably, with a guy). I want a dog, comfortable digs and a decent kitchen. I don’t feel like being articulate right now, so I’ll just say this:
I want a life, already!
I can soooo relate to them. Except I suspect I got swine flu lol…cough cough
Bahaha, dude – get thee to a clinic! But for some reason it’s nice to know I’m not the only one out there
Everyone could write a list similar to yours. I know I could. But unless I’m going to act on it I don’t see the point. You list a series of circumstances that are negative, or at least give that impression. Have you written an equivalent list of positives?
1) I’m 24 and have an undergrad science degree.
2) I’m 24 and am almost halfway through a medicine degree, on my way to doing something that I really want to do.
3) I’m 24, have a sibling and 2 parents that are alive, nearby and with whom I (think) I have a pretty solid relationship.
4) I’m 24 and have a good circle of close friends.
5) I’m 24 and HAVE a car.
6) I’m 24 and DON’T live with my parents.
7) I’m 24 and free: I’m not bound by disease or injury. I’m able to put food on the table. I’m able to act and live without persecution for doing that which I want to do or believe in. I’m able to stay up late or go to bed early, walk to a shop and buy what I need, or catch up with a friend.
A little bit of depressing self-indulgence is fine – if it gets to be too much I’ll have to bitchslap you out of it
Eh, of course I’ve made this list – but a) who wants cheer and happiness thrown in their face?, and b) the ‘look how awesome my life is’ story doesn’t sell
My blog, my rules – suck it! hahaha
Fair call, fair call.
I’m not going to resist a final comment though: in response to your 5th point – “I’m 24 and I’m a slob who barely does laundry and doesn’t keep his room clean” – could you try turning the playstation off when you leave the house?
Enjoy the holidays brotha! Don’t forget the monday margaritas at midday…
lol!
I will indeed, and would never forget a margarita madness monday. Sheesh.
Wait, wait, (seven months into 50ishness) where’s my red convertible? Skip the gloves, too warm in this climate, but that convertible should be so mine. Actually, what I REALLY want is a Tesla, convertible or no I don’t care.
50ishness? hehe
The Teslas are beautiful (convertible a must!), but how awesome is this – I just got your response today, and as I reply I realise it is actually Nikola Tesla’s birthday.
I think the Big Man wants you to go buy yourself a Tesla, Alison!