Did you know that you can start to feel old at the ripe old age of 22? In a few months, I’ll be 25, but I feel like I’m going on 50. I know, I know, you want to tell me to shut my pie hole and be happy that I’m still in my twenties. I know I’m young, but I don’t feel as sharp as I used to. And if I’m feeling that way now, what hope is there for when I’m actually old? Okay, pipe down, I’m not calling anyone old. Age is just a number, and it’s all about how you feel. But if it’s all about how you feel…I feel old. Okay, go on, I know you’re rolling your eyes at me.
I’ve noticed little things here and there that make me feel…age-challenged. (I’m trying not to say old.) I know it’s perfectly normal to walk into a room and forget what you were looking for. (Right?) That happens to everyone at some point. Is it also perfectly normal to have a question for someone, but when you walk up to them two seconds later, you can’t even remember your own name?* Is it normal for this to happen very, very frequently?
I used to pride myself on my ability to memorize song lyrics incredibly fast. I had hundreds of songs in my head, and I’d never mess up a single word. Of course, that was then. This is now, and now I find that I’m forgetting bits and pieces of songs that were supposed to be stored in my head for all eternity. I know this isn’t such a big deal, but for me, it’s a sign that my brain cells are falling out of my head. And the fact that I just said they’re falling out of my head proves that I’m a frickin’ moron.
I’m sure I’m not the only one, but I actually find myself wondering how I got such good grades in school. I think we’ve all forgotten some of the things that were drilled into our heads back in school, but sometimes I feel like I’ve forgotten everything. Okay, I still know that 1 + 1 = 11.** But for the life of me, I can’t remember anything about long division, or anything I learned about Science or History…especially History. English class is the only one that stuck, and that’s because I use English skills every day. See this blog post I’m writing? I’ve got mad skills.
I almost want to go back to school just so I can put my brain cells to work. (Lazy bastards.) I hate that I can barely do math in my head, and that I find myself forgetting things more often than usual. I can figuratively feel my brain cells dropping like flies. (I can’t say literally because I literally can’t feel that, but…yeah.) Do any of you feel this way? Can you feel yourself heading towards stupid-ville with every passing day? Or do you think I’m a loser, and that maybe I should have kept this to myself, rather than pour my aging heart out to the whole wide blog world? I guess poor judgment is another one of my age-challenged symptons. I think I’ll go take a nap now. The computer screen is hurting my youthful eyes. Sigh…
*This post may or may not be a slight exaggeration.
**This was a joke. You do know that, right? Of course 1 + 1 = 3. Duuuhhh. (No, seriously, I know the answer is 2.)