jam

you can eat it on bread or you can be in one.

today, i was in a bumper-to-bumper traffic jam coming home from east lansing. kind of annoying but you just have to be patient and deal with it.

but there’s another jam in my life that is weighing on my mind once again. my ‘jam’ is that i am perceived to be much younger than i really am (again with the age thing- i’m beginning to sound like a broken record). i know that for most people this would not be a problem but sometimes it hurts to be treated like a child.

this jam is not one you can just be patient and deal with, at least i don’t think so… i am really making my best efforts to seem more mature but so far i have not met with success. sometimes i feel, even by my own family, like i’m being treated as a 15 year old. a 15 year old is someone who can see and understand the world but does not yet know how to deal with it, is that what i am?

let me tell you a story (sorry to those of you who’ve already heard it), when i was 18 (so ~2 years ago) i went to the movie theater with my mother and younger brother (he’s like 1 1/2 year younger). the age range for children is all who are under 12, adults are 12 and over. the ticket attendant said: “so 2 adults and 1 child?” we all seriously did double takes. she had assumed i was a ‘child’. for those who know me, you know i am not particularly short or tiny.

so am i 13 now? do i look older than 13? please say yes.

to lighten the mood quite literally…

a day lily. they die after one day, in that way they have eternal youth. another image epitomizing summer.

a non-rhetorical question for you: based purely on sight, how old do you think i am?

~ by juliamie on June 24, 2007.