I'm taking a poll: when someone asks you how old you are....does it bother you? If not, how old are you really, and how old should you be?
I know that techincally it's not supposed to be polite to ask a lady how old she is, but it doesn't seem like such a big deal anymore. I don't care, really, if someone asks me. Although I gotta say, I always have a strange feeling inside when I answer: 42. I feel like I'm lying or something. Isn't that wierd? How in God's name am I 42? I remember my MOM being 42, I can't be 42! Inside I feel more like 30...and when I hang out with my nieces, it's more like 20-something. I mean, I'm a self-admitted dork who likes stuff like Glee, for Pete's sake! Oye.
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