Signs that I am Getting sooooooo OLD! (not in any particular order):

1. I don't recognize more than half of the punk bands that are on the top 40 list. [Is Eve 6 even a band??? I don't know anymore... also, all the new and upcoming celebrities are about 4+ years YOUNGER than me now]
2. All my favourite "contemporary" bands had their first hit albums in the early-mid 90s [that would be an ENTIRE DECADE AGO!!!] ... in fact some of those bands don't even exist anymore!
3. At clubs, me and my friends now say: Woaw, look at those kids. We didn't look that young when we were 19. [Did we??? I wonder if those kids are like "Look at those grown-ups, why are they still going to clubs?"... ]
4. More than half the time, I will stay in to do nothing rather then go through the "hassle" of going out...
5. I can no longer pull all-nighters (to study). Basically, my body just doesn't think it's worth it anymore. Those extra percentage points are not worth sacrificing sleep over...
6. Potterybarn and Williams-Sonoma are on my top 10 places to shop list... [or at least to browse, since I am still a poor student].
7. I am seriously contemplating investing in some wrinkle-prevention creams. Although, crows feet looks terribly good on some men... it just looks terrible on most women.
8. My "baby" brother isn't a teenager anymore.
9. I am losing entire events in my long term memory... I swear that I do not remember a single detail of The Sleeping Beauty, but I do remember being at the ballet. [Hopefully, I will be able to remember the upcoming performance of the Nutcracker...]
10. I am losing my hearing. I am always saying, "What?! What?!" and I'm not imitating lil' Jon.

Have you ever smelled the flesh of your face burning? I have. And it's not quite like chicken.

Merry Holidays With the Kim's:

So, my parents have officially lost it. That is, under the assumption that they had it in the first place.

Here, "it", refers to "sanity".

I asked my dad to give me a wake-up call at 10:00a so that I would get up in time to catch a decent timed bus.
However, they came down to Toronto to pick me up from my place, unannounced. They arrived around 11:30a.
All this, because I accidently didn't turn my phone on [it was charging because the batteries were dead].

Apparently, they thought that I was "up to something" and rushed down to "catch me in the act".

What they caught me doing was sleeping in - in a big way. Doorbells were going off, things were being thrown at my window (if it's broken, I know who will be footing the bill, and I'm ashamed to say that it ain't a frat boy), and endless calls were placed (to my dead phone).

I finally awoke to a full-mailbox, 5 psychotic voice messages, and my parents waiting to take me home.

A little eager... but I suppose some parents could be that way.

When we get home, what do they do???
My dad leaves immediately to meet with some friends and my mom leaves an hour later with a different friend.

Leaving me, alone, with no house keys, no car, no food... in their house.
Thanks a lot crazies... the merry holidays have begun... and I thought that it would be nice for a change not to be couped up inside a building because of work all winter...

At least they have cable.