Random Life Thoughts

For Once!

Just wanted to type out some things that have happened/been on my mind lately.
My Age.
Beside the fact that I'm turning 20 soon, I usually ignore my age. Especially because I know I look a LOT younger than my age. I don't mind being thought of as 15 or 16 because it's COMMON for people to think that's how old I am. HOWEVER, yesterday night hit an ALL time low. I was with my dad, waiting for him to punch out when we see his co-worker and they get into a discussion. Of course, introductions are made. "Oh, this is my daughter. Youngest daughter." Blahblahblah and whatnot. Fine, normal. Co-worker man asks if my dad had a son (because I had pointed out after my father had stopped at "youngest" that I was the youngest DAUGHTER, because we can't get THAT wrong) and how old said son was. My dad answers this in a kinda round-about way and says that, oh, there are EIGHT years between me and my little brother. The conversation trails off from there and relates to why it took so long for my little brother to come about, which, hell, I don't want to hear about. But THEN. When the conversation goes a little quiet, co-worker man asks if my brother is FIVE. My dad corrects him and say that he's 11. A few minutes later, I try to figure out in my head why he thought my brother was five and I figured it out. He thought I was THIRTEEN.

......OMG. WTF?! I know I look bloody young, but 13? SERIOUSLY. It just freaked me out when I was sitting down and THINKING about it. Gah. Yeah, that made me feel insecure. But really, how illogical was THAT?! Why would a 13 year old be going to school in the city if she lives upstate. By that age, I'd still basically be in ELEMENTARY school. And, even if that DID make sense, why would my parents be okay with me being up at MIDNIGHT (which is when my dad gets off work)? Seriously. When I was 13, the latest they'd let me stay up was like 9... MAYBE 10. ~_~;; It just threw me for a loop and basically for the ENTIRE 30 - 45 minute ride home, that was all I thought about. Which leads me to my next thought.

My Hair.
The thing is I know that if I cut my hair shorter, I'll look older. By a LITTLE at least. (Well, that's what I've heard and what people have told me.) So of course, it's no surprise that I want to cut it again. But my GOD, my hair grows back so fast so usually I see it as pointless and that I'll just go back to young looking Desiree with the long hair. ~_~;; Yes, this is pointless. But I don't know. Should I cut my hair? I want to, but at the same time I could care less. XP (Like the rest of you. LOL.)

( Cut from here because this entry got longer than expected. Thoughts on my writing, my different fandoms, and just school thoughts behind here. Oh, and a Meme I had commented on 4_03_am's journal and hadn't posted up here yet. )

Blah. This was all just me basically ranting about various negatives of myself. Lovely.

Random Life Thoughts

For Once!

Just wanted to type out some things that have happened/been on my mind lately.
My Age.
Beside the fact that I'm turning 20 soon, I usually ignore my age. Especially because I know I look a LOT younger than my age. I don't mind being thought of as 15 or 16 because it's COMMON for people to think that's how old I am. HOWEVER, yesterday night hit an ALL time low. I was with my dad, waiting for him to punch out when we see his co-worker and they get into a discussion. Of course, introductions are made. "Oh, this is my daughter. Youngest daughter." Blahblahblah and whatnot. Fine, normal. Co-worker man asks if my dad had a son (because I had pointed out after my father had stopped at "youngest" that I was the youngest DAUGHTER, because we can't get THAT wrong) and how old said son was. My dad answers this in a kinda round-about way and says that, oh, there are EIGHT years between me and my little brother. The conversation trails off from there and relates to why it took so long for my little brother to come about, which, hell, I don't want to hear about. But THEN. When the conversation goes a little quiet, co-worker man asks if my brother is FIVE. My dad corrects him and say that he's 11. A few minutes later, I try to figure out in my head why he thought my brother was five and I figured it out. He thought I was THIRTEEN.

......OMG. WTF?! I know I look bloody young, but 13? SERIOUSLY. It just freaked me out when I was sitting down and THINKING about it. Gah. Yeah, that made me feel insecure. But really, how illogical was THAT?! Why would a 13 year old be going to school in the city if she lives upstate. By that age, I'd still basically be in ELEMENTARY school. And, even if that DID make sense, why would my parents be okay with me being up at MIDNIGHT (which is when my dad gets off work)? Seriously. When I was 13, the latest they'd let me stay up was like 9... MAYBE 10. ~_~;; It just threw me for a loop and basically for the ENTIRE 30 - 45 minute ride home, that was all I thought about. Which leads me to my next thought.

My Hair.
The thing is I know that if I cut my hair shorter, I'll look older. By a LITTLE at least. (Well, that's what I've heard and what people have told me.) So of course, it's no surprise that I want to cut it again. But my GOD, my hair grows back so fast so usually I see it as pointless and that I'll just go back to young looking Desiree with the long hair. ~_~;; Yes, this is pointless. But I don't know. Should I cut my hair? I want to, but at the same time I could care less. XP (Like the rest of you. LOL.)

( Cut from here because this entry got longer than expected. Thoughts on my writing, my different fandoms, and just school thoughts behind here. Oh, and a Meme I had commented on 4_03_am's journal and hadn't posted up here yet. )

Blah. This was all just me basically ranting about various negatives of myself. Lovely.