In ten days I would be another year older.

I like being twenty-three; the number seems embedded with sophistication and youth all at once. I think, when you hit twenty-four, people expect you to be a real grown-up. Like, if you act childish, you'd get strange looks.

I don't know; I guess I just feel that, at twenty-four, you really need to be able to settle in the adult world well. Be less childish, have a better (career) path and start being more serious with life. A year away from twenty-five and six years from thirty. Time flies by with just a blink of an eye. (Hey, that rhymed!)

Anyway, I'm not one to dwell with the age thing. A part of me feels accomplished at twenty-three. Hence, if I want the process to continue and to keep improving, I need to come up (read: do something!!!) with more ways on how to go about life.