No fictional tales, that is.
On October 28th, I'll turn 26.
As much as I still feel like a teenager, I'm not one.
Ugh. I feel old just typing that.
The weirdest thing about getting older is what happens when you do certain things, like go crazy on the elliptical at the gym. I mean, there's nothing like the endorphins that result from a great workout. But every so often (like all today today) my left knee will decide to be That Chick and be all "hey!"
"You in the Galaga t-shirt."
"You're old." *troll laughter*
Maybe I'll buy a brace or something.
I refuse to get old on purpose.