This might be the one thing that sets me apart from the 28 year olds and by gosh I will hold on to my youth with verve.  The other day, I'm participating in an interview (it's odd to be on the other side of an interview) which went alright.  The person was a young woman, about my age, all peppy and full of life and yet it was almost unanimous that she wouldn't fit.  For me she's a reflection on how I see my life.  I mean, "fresh" out of college, moving from her first job to the next.  And yet, all my coworkers commented that she was too "young" for the position. 

That got my thinking.  "Young"?  She's about my age.  They went on about how she wasn't mature.  "How mature am I?"  "How old do you think I am?"  Looking at my recent days, I guess I do live like I'm 28.  I worry about a mortgage, getting married, stable job...  Is it wrong to be 23 and worry about all that?  There are times when I do feel left out.  Like I'm marked 'diseased' for some of the choices I've made.  That I've betrayed my age group for what I've done.  This is what all of us aim/hope for, isn't it?  This is what we strive for.  This is why we went and got an education.  We did the best we could in school to get into the best university.  Did the best we could in college to get the best job.  Do the best we can in our jobs to carve out the best livelihood we can for our lives. 

Wow...almost one year since my last entry.  What have I been up to? Nothing really.  Just life.  I read other people's blogs and I admire those who can update them frequently.  I guess it take a certain panache to tell a story every day.  I mean, the simplest things seem to be the most fascinating when you read about it happening to other people.  What can I say, I'm more animate in person than in writing.  (Colloquial = I'm a boring writer.) 

I must say, life after college, is mundane.  You get into this routine and you lose track of time.  Before you know it, it's Friday, then Monday, then Friday all over again.  Day in. Day Out.  I come, sit in my little cubicle.  Type away a good chunk of my life on the computer.  I go home.  Eat dinner.  Watch TV.  Type some more on my home computer.  Sleep.  And do it all over again the next day.  Man those cliche proverbs/sayings a true.  When you're young, you have time, you have strength/energy, but no money.  When you're mid-aged, you have money, you have strength, but no time.  When you're old, you have money, you have time, but no strength.  Damn.  Ahh, to be those Trust Fund Kids running around spending Daddy's money in the US when they're supposed to be in school learning... Such is the life.

Congrats to all my friends who are graduating this year!! Thank you to those who made me the awesomest Journey video!!