And 24 means?

I'm turning 24 in exactly two weeks.

It doesn't bother me at all. 22, 24, 26, whatever. I might blink a bit when I turn 30, but that's still awhile away.

I just got to thinking about how I imagined my life to be when I was 24 when I was younger. Younger as in pre-teen and early to mid teens.

24 seemed so OLD!!! Of course I don't think that now, but back then... I have never been one of those people who has a life plan or anything like that... just a vague idea, which when I was younger was - go to uni, work for a few years, get married, pop out some kids, work again The End.

Ummm. Okay.

I look around me (well I look around facebook to be more accurate heh) and I see all these people my age who are complaining/raving about kids, fiance's, weddings, building houses, mortgages, careers.... and that's not me at all. I just remembered the other group of facebook friends. The ones who are bragging about which foreign city they are in now lol. I think I am firmly in the second group, not to belittle the first at all. That's just not where my life is at.

What was I trying to say? Oh yes, what I thought my life would be like at 24. I think I vaguely kind of thought I would be married or engaged by now... instead I don't even have a boyfriend, so I don't think the engagement will be happening anytime in the next few years lol. And I don't care? I have plenty of time. If I am saying the same thing when I am turning 44, then I might be a bit worried hah.

It just feels kind of strange. For the first time in my life I don't know what my life is going to be like at all for the next few years. For a long time it was school, school, school, school. Then for 3 and a half years it was uni, then work, then travel... now... Who knows???!?!?!

I am PLANNING on going to Canada next year, but that is not certain yet. I haven't applied for the visa yet, haven't bought any tickets etc. So we'll see.

As for 2011?? I have no freaking idea. I might stay in Canada. I might not. I don't know.

But that's kind of fun. Figure it out as I go along.

I am always sort of envious of people who actually seem to know what they want to do, and what they want out of life.

People often lump career in with that. I did when I first started writing. But I couldn't give a rats behind about career. Seriously. As long as I'm comfortable and reasonably happy with what I'm doing, then that's fine for me. I am not ambitious at all when it comes to career. What I want out of life doesn't have anything to do with a career...

Anyway.

Rambling.

Probably not making any sense.

Better get back to NaNo :-)