Late Bloomer Blossoms
I wonder why do I enjoy girlie things only when I am late into my age...
1) I start to wear contact lenses when I am 29 years old. My peers started wearing them when they were 15 years old.
2) I start to wear makeup daily when I was 30 years old. My peers start to use the eyeliner when they were 12 or 13 years old.
3) I start to alternate between hairstyles when I was about 30 years old too. Whereas my peers have dye their hair, permed it, rebonded it like 10 times...
4) I begin to be more adventuruous in dressing since this year when I started to work in the new job. Probably being in Raffles Place kinda push the desire abit. I was 30 going on 31...
5) I pierced my first set of ear holes on my 31st birthday. At this age, some peers already have 2 ear holes or had their tongue or naval pierced. Some have tattoos. (Alright, the last few items have nothing to do with girlieness)
And now, in year 2006, I will turn 32 in less than 12 months. I was kinda horrified at the thought of it, when it dawned on me one day on the sanitary throne...
32!!!
So what was I doing for the past 30 years prior to that? Such a blur. Obviously, I have not achieved much, otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here blogging away.
32!!!
3 more years and I qualify to own a flat on my own.
32!!!
Definitely not a kid anymore. I have to tell my brother to stop messaging me asking me when am I coming home. When I say late, I mean LATE.
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Anyway, back to the girlie stuffs...
Actually I see it as a good thing. Being single at this age and beginning to enjoy all this experimenting of cosmetics, clothings and stuffs, it's rather liberating. It's the discovery that's always interesting... the proud to be me posting somewhat explains how I am feeling at this stage of my life. At least I don't look like someone who has already been jaded from the transformation phase... There's always something new that I can whip out. And of course, the comforting thought that there is still room for me to improve whereas for peers who have been married or have kids, or were rushing to "maturise" themselves before me, there is limited room for self-indulgence.
And I am enjoying every bit of this. Meanwhile, the late bloomer shall continue to blossom... basking in the shining path of transformation.
1) I start to wear contact lenses when I am 29 years old. My peers started wearing them when they were 15 years old.
2) I start to wear makeup daily when I was 30 years old. My peers start to use the eyeliner when they were 12 or 13 years old.
3) I start to alternate between hairstyles when I was about 30 years old too. Whereas my peers have dye their hair, permed it, rebonded it like 10 times...
4) I begin to be more adventuruous in dressing since this year when I started to work in the new job. Probably being in Raffles Place kinda push the desire abit. I was 30 going on 31...
5) I pierced my first set of ear holes on my 31st birthday. At this age, some peers already have 2 ear holes or had their tongue or naval pierced. Some have tattoos. (Alright, the last few items have nothing to do with girlieness)
And now, in year 2006, I will turn 32 in less than 12 months. I was kinda horrified at the thought of it, when it dawned on me one day on the sanitary throne...
32!!!
So what was I doing for the past 30 years prior to that? Such a blur. Obviously, I have not achieved much, otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here blogging away.
32!!!
3 more years and I qualify to own a flat on my own.
32!!!
Definitely not a kid anymore. I have to tell my brother to stop messaging me asking me when am I coming home. When I say late, I mean LATE.
- - - - - - -
Anyway, back to the girlie stuffs...
Actually I see it as a good thing. Being single at this age and beginning to enjoy all this experimenting of cosmetics, clothings and stuffs, it's rather liberating. It's the discovery that's always interesting... the proud to be me posting somewhat explains how I am feeling at this stage of my life. At least I don't look like someone who has already been jaded from the transformation phase... There's always something new that I can whip out. And of course, the comforting thought that there is still room for me to improve whereas for peers who have been married or have kids, or were rushing to "maturise" themselves before me, there is limited room for self-indulgence.
And I am enjoying every bit of this. Meanwhile, the late bloomer shall continue to blossom... basking in the shining path of transformation.
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