I'm NOT getting old...or am i??

I was in Vancouver, Canada 4 years ago on a student exchange program. My floormate and good friend Estee was 22 and I was 19yrs old. I remember observing her and her behaviour and thinking that she was so composed, mature, and well, OLD..not like 22 was a bad old-old age or anything, but it was an age to be respected..tw-en-tee-t-oo..imagine that.

But when I turned 22 last year, i felt nothing, nada, zilch (maybe it was cos i was in Europe then, and everyone said I looked 15..sheesh..)..well, my last birthday had an anti-climax in that aspect, but that's besides the point.

Today's my ex-trainee-but-still-a-close-friend Patrick's birthday. He said in his email to me that he remembers thinking when he was 22, that he'll do this-this-this by the time he turns 26. And he's 26 today. It got ME thinking now. I turn 23 in 2 weeks (pause for a *HINTTT*)..i should probably start making one of those "when-i-turn-26-i.e.-another-slimy-word-for-THIRTY" promises to myself.

Well, since 'I'm so free, i'm gonna think about that for the next 2 weeks.
For one thing, when I'm 26, I wanna live life with the same devil-may-care-ness that I have 'til now. But, lately, I notice that attitude diminishing..I'm not turning..yuck.."serious", am i?!?...schiesse, schiesse schiesse!!! Naah, can't happen =p wouldn't let it happen!!

But I DO wonder if 19yr olds today would look up at me (hey, get the short jokes out of ur head) and tell me that i'm composed, mature and NOT old.