- The symptoms may commence earlier than you suspect... maybe 6 months before their birthday, the subject may decide to leave to live in a non-Anglophone country which has its own kiss name, and there's cheap alcohol. This may signal the 24 year-old's last attempt to capture slippery freedom from 'adult' responsibilites.
- You may find the subjects' thoughts to be centered often around the meaning of life, seizing the moment (or the carp), and being thankful for each minute. (refer to december blog archive to see a prime example).
- They refuse to accept their friends' steps towards adulthood as something they could be doing themselves: " WHAT? they're getting MARRIED? That's CRAZY. I could never get married this young" Little do they know that they're not that young.
- In your attempt to soften the blow for your loved one who is turning 25, you may send out a bday card to congratulate them... prepare yourself to have it returned by mail, with a note saying: Thanks, but you've got it all wrong, I'm just turning 23!! You know, the Nile isn't just a river in Egypt.
- Each day they find a new gray hair, tiny wrinkle, or nagging pain that must mean they're getting older.
First, the city of Nice started carnival on the exact date of my birthday. This is to say that they knew how big this moment was, and that they were going to put forth all their money and effort to celebrate my bday in style. Then, friends flew in from all parts of the world (well, Europe) and accompanied me in drinking tequila, dancing salsa, and going to Monaco to gawk at the millionaires. Lastly, I received many abundant gifts and cards from home. Really, doesn't every 24 turning 25 year old deserve this??
My advice to you, is if you know someone soon turning a quarter of a century, get started on the preparations. Help them plan their trip abroad, send letters to your city to organize a carnival, buy a humongous bottle of tequila, and party on!
1 comment:
Negrita, que chevere! volviste a escribir, y tan delicioso como siempre! es un placer leerte.
Beso! tu admiradora number 1
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