running to 24

24. in just over a week, i will occasionally repeat to people this number when they ask me my age. i feel a little bewildered, and a little lost. where did 23 go... i mean, i dont recall ONE time that i was asked my age and i repeated, `23`. Actually, 22, and 21, and even 20 dont bring any particular significance either. could possibly be the fact that my extreme narcissism drowned out any forms of conversation, although how intense could a conversation about age really get. i just feel like im not ready to say `24`yet. i would never want to go back to 16 or 17, re-learning in those years every single fucking evil that aided in destroying my life thus far.
do you ever watch TV sometimes, and see a statistic about youths and-or adolescents, and then unconsciously glob yourself into that group... i mean, especially since you havent been a YOUTH in many, many years. this happens to me almost every time that i watch the news, or W5 or a show similar to that. i just dont consider myself an adult. weird, because ive been fighting since the age of 12 to be considered just THAT. i mean, consciously, I KNOW that im over 18, i know im an ADULT, yet there are little things in everyday life that provoke me to forget. i realized today that im the youngest in my language class. WTF!
i guess bitching about it will never conquer a thing, i was just wondering if im the only ADULT that is still SUBCONSCIOUSLY a youth.