So we have all heared the term mid-life crisis. Well I've decided I'm having a quarter life crisis! i mean come on who can blame me. this year: I will be 25, Will be divorced, My baby will be three. Pick one, pick two, pick them all!! Any one is reason to be FREAKING OUT!!!! Okay maybee thats a little extreme but.. oh wait... no its not!!! How can you feel like everything you are going to accomplish in life has happened and not even be freaking 25 yet!!!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!?! FREAKING OUT HER PEOPLE>>> FREAKING OUT!!!! So in a... okay mildly drunken.... episode of watching TV I got it. My B-day is November 12th.... SOOOOOOOO (Thanks to my mom since i don't get paid till Friday.. THANKS MOM) I will be going to a Keith Urban concert on November 16th!!! Oh wait.. not just Keithy-poo... but FREAKING GARY ALLEN TOO!!!!!! I know.. I'm so flipin excited. I mean i figured if you are going to be freaking out on the 12th why not have something to look forward to and snap you out of it on the 16Th.. right?? AGREE WITH ME HERE PEOPLE!!! TRUST ME.. I'M A WOMAN ON THE EDGE... AGREE.
Okay sorry.. might have.. okay ... i DID freak a little there. Seriously. I thought you were not supposed to go through this until you were much older. Apparently i was mistaken. I feel like its happened, I've been there.... and its allllllllllllllll down hill from here. Damn. Shit. whoo.. wh ooo... whooo... sorry had to breath felt a freak out coming on again. Geesh.... Its not even October.. I sure hope this is not going to bet worse before my b-day.. it could get ugly. Hope I survive!
Monday, September 24, 2007
Quarter Life Crisis
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My birthday is November 11th and I'll be 35...
I'm having an anxiety attack every hour on the hour! :o(
I try to pretend that I don't have birthdays but my family keeps reminding me.
Ugh my b-day is in Jan. and I'll be 29-yes 29 knocking on 30s door so you're not the only one freaking out.
As someone who is almost 30...don't worry. It gets easier.
Strangley turning 30 doesnt really bother me.
25 was the hardest for me. Something about feeling like you had to be a little more grown up now and no more excuses.
Anway,
Don't worry. You'll get through it. And worse comes to worse...just tell everyone you're 23. That gives you another two years to freak out :-D
Oh i like that!! 2 more years before ... nahh i'll just wake up and face the music...
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