Well said. I have come close to buying the farm a couple of times, and that tends to put things in a different light. Experience counts for a lot more than racking up a certain number of birthdays...Quote:
Originally Posted by abecedarian
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Well said. I have come close to buying the farm a couple of times, and that tends to put things in a different light. Experience counts for a lot more than racking up a certain number of birthdays...Quote:
Originally Posted by abecedarian
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Originally Posted by ClaesGefvenberg
And just think, the longer one lives, the more stories one has to swap over coffee..;)
I'm going to take a moment to pout, so bear with me.
:bawling: I turned 25 this December, so I have begun to weep for my wasted youth.
Its depressing. I'm a quarter of a century old. I have lived 1/4 of my estimated life. Its enough to make one go out and get something pierced and tatooed and drink alcohol shots off of a sweaty guy named Chad! :bawling:
:blush: not that I did that or anything.
Why would that be depressing? Note the very good point made by abecedarian in the previous post. Cheer up :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Adudaewen
Err... Sorry to cause even more grief, but I think you passed that particular milestone years ago... I for one most definitely do not expect to be around for my 100th birthday, but that's ok. I'm not particularly certain I want to either.Quote:
Originally Posted by Adudaewen
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Thank you very much for trying to cheer me up. Not sure why but this birthday just hit me really hard. *sigh* I think it's because I'm still unsure of where I want to go with my life, not to mention all of my friends (all but 1!!!!) got married this year or had a baby or graduated. *grumbles* damned over-achievers.Quote:
Originally Posted by ClaesGefvenberg
As for my estimated life line, I'm sure that barring a catastrophic meteor accident or Arrmaggedon, I'll probably be around to see my 100th. Judging of course that nearly all the women in my family (on both sides) have seen 100 years. The ones who didn't see 100 at least saw 90. So I'm really just playing the stakes.
:lol: Ah... I see. But hey: look at it this way: I'm nearly twice your age, and I still wonder what I'll do when I grow up. :p Besides, I left a lot of things late too, and I have no regrets in that respect.Quote:
Originally Posted by Adudaewen
Really? Amazing... So, you probably have both good genes and a fair bit of time. :thumbs_up Only one piece of advice left then: Carpe diem. :nod:Quote:
Originally Posted by Adudaewen
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yea, no kidding right?! ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by ClaesGefvenberg
I am fourteen but will be fifteen in March. I will finally get to drive with my parent but oh well.
Very cool! You should look forward to driving, gives you some power! :) I am going to learn to drive when I turn 15 too and am rather excited, I will have to start saving for an electric car.Quote:
Originally Posted by brokenheartpoet
............some days i am fifteen, racing down a frozen river on sharply honed ice skates. Somedays I am twelve and letting off fireworks and trying not to get caught by the police. And some days I am older, more mature, wiser. Then there are the days when injury or hard work make me feel as if I am seventy, stooped, achy, a little cranky. And there have been many days of falling in love that bequeath the experience of timelessness to life, a revelry of having always existed, always existing. But in fact, as I move once again into the sign of Taurus this spring i will receive the gift of 50 fantastic years. Yeah for me!!!!!!
What are you saying about my dad? :flare: :lol: Yes, it does sound a bit slimy.Quote:
Originally Posted by SleepyWitch
These are very nice sentiments, baddad! Yeah for you, indeed! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by baddad
I'll be 18 in 2007.
You sound a lot older than fifteen. I'm sixteen and own an '85 Mercedes Benz SD.Quote:
Originally Posted by dramasnot6
Whoah! Totally missed this post! Sorry about that. Mine's the second.Quote:
Originally Posted by dramasnot6
Currently 17 (according to my birth certificate), but I feel like I've been stuck at eight for quite a few years. I still feel like that silly little girl that wears pig tails all the time, and froofy dresses, and laughs at lame jokes. Maybe it's something of the shyness coming in. And wow, we have some great kids! I'd have never guessed how young some of y'all are, you sound very sophisticated, etc, etc.