Forever little girl
I can’t seem to get myself down to studying.
My Networking notes have been opened right in front of me for the past couple of hours, but I’m looking here, there and everywhere. Plus, it is not as if I know all the study material already, so I ought to get cracking soon, right?
Noooo. Instead, Brenda opens her Wordpress in her favourite browser and starts penning a new weblog entry.
Anyway, what was it I wanted to say again? Ah, yes. Now I remember.
I was mistaken for someone younger again.
Some background information. My previous phone went kaput about three days ago (Ironic how I mentioned ‘my lousy handphone camera’ two entries back and immediately the day after, my phone decides to die. I think it died of a broken heart.) and so I had to replace it since I had plenty of project meetings during that period which made a phone an utmost necessity.
Was deciding between getting a another Nokia phone, or to make a transition to Sony Ericsson. Finally decided to stick with the former due to the familiarity.
So, I headed down to a nearby licensed Nokia dealer, already with the phone models I wanted in mind.
I picked out my new phone in almost no time at all, and the salesgirl brought it to the counter. After a while, I realized that she was looking at me rather quizzically.
“Where are you studying at now?” she asked.
“Eh?” was my initial reply, because you have to admit - it was a pretty random question.
“Are you from secondary school? Or something?”
That was when I visibly cringed, as if someone had just speared me in the butt.
“Uh oh, did I say something wrong?” The salesgirl looked alarmed while mummy dearest began cracking up beside me.
The salesgirl then revealed her own age and she turned out to be the same age as me. And yet there she was, thinking that I was many years her junior.
Perhaps it’s a good thing to look young. I’m thoroughly enjoying it, although it backfires every now and then. For instance - when I charge into a store, attempting to look menacing to lodge a complaint and all the salespeople in there start looking amused - and my complaint ends up not having its desired impact at all.
Urghh.
Anyway, back to my new phone. I named it Jerry, because it looks like a Jerry. (Okay, that didn’t quite make sense. I just think that Jerry is a really nice name for a phone.) No pictures of him, but you can see how he looks like here. (Mine’s the all black version, though.)
It’s been three days so far and I am now in a pretty serious (and stable) love-love relationship with Jerry. (Hahaha!)
Anyway, back to studying. Hopefully I’m successful this time, no?
C O M M E N T S (11)
aweee. I totally feel your pain. Last night my boyfriend and I went out for dinner and I orderd a bellini. Now, I’m 25 and the legal drinking age is 19. So when the waiter ID’ed me.. i also cringed. Cause I’m in the later half of my 20’s for heavens sakes. And I think I look it? I sure hope i don’t like like 18 or younger :(
Also!! You named your phone? That’s so cute! I name everything too ^^
Oooh you’ve got that phone :) My friend has it too, and I find it sexy ;)
I also can’t seem to study nowadays, since holidays were just over two weeks ago, and the study mode hasn’t kicked in me yet =\
So, do you get kid discounts at the movie ticket sales booth? I’m kidding. :D I actually have the opposite experience. People say that I carry myself like I’m in my mid/late twenties, so most people actually see me as older than younger. Even in high school, seniors never picked on me when I was a frosh because they thought I was a senior or a junior. HAHAHAHAHA.
I won’t be so happy when I turn 40. Betcha everybody would be like, “so Ivy, are you a senior citizen?” -__-;; As for you, you’ll be hearing things like “Wow, you’re 40? No way! You look 29!” =D
It’s mostly an Asian thing; people say I look younger than me age, too. Not to worry, Brenda! Let’s aim to look 30 when we hit 50! :D
ho ho hoYOUNGER sis. well be grateful for tt woorrr.. i think i’m aging real soon coz of the work and stuffs. plus no one asks me my age any more =( tt’s really sad. hahah neway, jia you for the exams and projs ya! take care too hor. meet up aft papers or before also can k! miss u loads =(
Brenda’s reply: YOU TOO! :P Haven’t seen you in such a long time that I’m getting Grace withdrawal symptoms. All the best for your exams!
That’s great that at least she thought you were younger!! It sucks when they look at you and they think that you’re 10 years older. I feel that way sometimes, but then there’s certain people I meet and am awkward to find out that they’re younger than me.
Hehehe, that’s a rare thing that I see; people naming their phones!
I hate studying with a passion! I’m exactly the same way, I’d rather fool around on the computer than study anyday.
Haha! Jerry was the name of the guy I had to work under when doing my internship. =P But I am with you on naming my stuff. My old iPod was named Pherbert Henry III. =P
Like Ivy, I have a tendency to be mistaken for someone older. Well, not to the point where they ask me if I have dentures, but maybe like 2-3 years older. I actually can’t stand it. It worked to my advantage when at the point in my life when I wanted to appear older, but not now! I bet that when you’re older, if you keep up the young appearance, it’ll work to your advantage! =D
I think I’ll be forever mistaken as a 14-year-old. Unless I suddenly get humongous breasts or something…
But you’re right, looking young is a major disadvantage when it comes to trying to look menacing. I don’t sound menacing on the phone either, because I sound even younger than I look! And big breasts wouldn’t even help me in that case.
I’ve been mistake for a 15 year old. it was a little annoying because I know I don’t dress like the mature girls my age, I just don’t want anyone to stick me back in secondary school–oh dear lord! I think it’s so cute that you name your electronics. I don’t have the creativity to name my items, but I do have an attachment. I do call everything “baby”. For example, if my cell phone and teddy bear get pushed off the bed in the middle of the night, I say, “Oh no! My babies!” when I find them. *sniffles* I love them both equally.
Me too; I look young for my age. If ever again the menacing look doesn’t tell them just how annoyed you are, just give the salespeople evil eyes. Then they’ll know who they’re messing with, mwahaha ha ha…okay I’ll stop.
I hope you got some studying done, next time you should, maybe, pressure yourself and pretend you need to study for an exam the next day. :P Not that you don’t have other important things already.