Monday, November 17, 2008

Like Aged Wine

So I stopped by the DMV the other day, but it was just closing so I couldn't get anything done and had to leave. But this security office guy there comes up to me and was like "How can I help you?" and seems all sympathetic, "Oh yeah, it's too late. Try coming by half an hour earlier next time."

So I'm just "Oh, okay. Thank you." But then he stopped me just as I was turning for the door and asked "How old are you?"

Bewildered, I said, "Twenty one?" (I don't know why I felt the urge to reply in a question - you ever hesitate over your answers even though it's a fact like that? - like maybe I was afraid he'd whip out handcuffs if I didn't say the right number and was preparing myself to babble on "NO WAIT, I MEAN TWENTYFIVESIXISH!")

"Oh." His face turned skeptical with this slight smirk. "Because you look twelve."

So I just stood there, all conflicted, like ... "ARE YOU FOR REAL! HOW CAN YOU BE SERIOUS - oh. Wait. Hmm. Thank you." Then I flounced away.

I didn't quite know how to react since my first instinct was to get all offended, but then I realized that I'm not getting any younger these days so with my nightly bouts with insomnia and lack of sleep, perhaps I should take it as a good sign that I don't seem as worn out and wrinkly as I thought? Maybe? Yeah?

Then again, I'm pretty sure being taken as a preteen at my age isn't exactly something to brag about either.

Baby-faced friend K was like "If you look twelve, then I look eight."

Other friends voiced in "Pfft! You so don't look twelve! It happens to Asians all the time! We just age really well!" Cue flipping of hair over shoulders.

Except, now that they say that I so don't look twelve, then I wonder how old do I really look then? Why can't I be twelve! I'm still young and youthful, aren't I?

Seriously. I'll forever be a Toys R' Us kid.

In other news, I hate papers and I hate finals and I hate miniboards that cover a year's worth of material, especially since I can't even rock an exam that covers a quarter of one semester.

And I despise deadlines.

When I grow up (and am no longer twelve), I shall be ... a Terminator.


  1. hahahah by far the funniest comic and post EVER
    yeah i like looking like i'm 8! besides having people look at your id back and forth like it could be THAT fake.

  2. Hi!

    Haha...Asians do age well though! I'm Asian and in my late teens - yet I regularly get mistaken for a fourteen year old!

  3. LMAO. I love that comic! xD

    Yes, we Asians do age well. I can't tell you how many times my mother gets mistaken for my older sister. *shakes head*

    I rather be a Disney kid forever, thanks. xD

    I hate deadlines too.

    And now presenting: William Carter. I hope you like it. *crosses fingers*

  4. Lol I get that alot too. It used to bother me, but now that I'm nearing adulthood I'm seeing it as a good sign. ^__^

    I wish I could stay a kid forever. :(

  5. Haha, babyfaces unite!

    Rayne, I love your artwork! It seems like you spent a lot of time on this - you even put in his special T-shirt haha! He looks absolutely adorable and I really like the background! Since I'm really not savvy on art and graphic images, it just boggles my mind. Thank you so much for taking the time to do this! I want to post up an image file later on and link it back to your site, is that okay?

  6. YAY! I'm so glad you like it! Of course, you can!! His shirt was so much fun. I resisted adding the other arrow because then I'd have to put a suggestive warning on it. xD

    I just have on itty bitty request that if you saved the picture can you re-save it? I made a couple minor changes, just adding my watermark.

    Your comment made my day. ^^

  7. =P and i thought i used to have it bad being mistaken for by one or two years.. guess growing a bit helped =P

    But you telling that story makes me wonder what you look like now hah hah
    ... That was kinda creepy.. X/

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  9. OH. I totally understand your feeling!!.
    It's like people always think I'm a grade NINE when I'm actually a grade eleven. Seriously, no kidding.
    Asians do age well. HAHA. But, I don't like it. No way I'm going to be a minor niner AGAIN. haha