Tuesday, November 02, 2004
Everyone seems to be mentioning how young I am these days. Yes, I'm the youngest in the newsroom (not including the part-timers & interns) & so? Does it matter so much that I'm sorta under-age? All these talks are making me sick. I don't feel honoured. In fact, I feel insulted.
Number 1, no one ever believes I'm only 20 this year. In other words, I look old lah! Number 2, ever since they know I'm that young, they started suggesting the things being the youngest around here should do. It includes cutting the anniversary cake for our paper (We turning 4 this month!) with the erm...important people. Number 3, someone asked, "Wah! You still need consent form ah? I thought you don't need already!" That statement came out of no where while I was mugging hard at work. It took me 10 seconds to realise what that person is talking about. It may came as a joke from that person, but, hey man! I don't think it's funny. Immediately after which, someone else chipped in with the idea about cutting the anniversary cake. *slaps forehead* I'm just about to get convicted for murder if that person didn't shut the crap up in time.
Like I mentioned before somewhere in the past entries, age is just a figure. It's how you behave mentally & physically, (I do know a 30-odd year old who behaves like a 3-year-old kid. She doesn't know that it's not cute at all & in fact she looks retard & fucking disgusting. Acting cute is not my kinda thing, especially when you are OLD! Just kill me & save me from seeing those acting cute antics of hers!) as well as intellectually. So, maybe it's good that no one ever expects me to be just a 20-year-old. I behave, think & talk in a mature way? Well, that's what I've been told by many. Even those virtual online mates I've met said so.
Please treat me like an adult will you? Cast that age thingy away. I don't quite like it. I'm not just the average 20-year-old girl you see in Orchard Road. (Although I love to shop there like any other girls.) I'm neither eager to grow up or get old but hell yeah, I hate being labelled. Thank you!
P/S: Just 26 more days to toss that under-age label out the window...
// she's beautifully chaotic at 1:39 PM >> 