Age is Just A Number?

Hello lovelies…


Nah…Β it’s not a my birthday yet, guys! Just feels like sharing my thought πŸ™‚ The clock keeps ticking every seconds and now we are already in year 2018. This year I would be in the middle on 30’s and I can feel so much differences than myself back in 20’s.

There were so many ups and downs I had experienced back in those years. And that become my life lessons that make me wiser and stronger than I can imagined!

In my 20’s, I would say that I was quite a social butterfly. I love hanging out with my girls, attending events, shows, live bands, watching movies at the cinemas and many more! The thought about future had never exist in my mind during that years. All that I can think was fun and excitement! I hardly stayed home during weekend as my scheduled was full with socializing.

But things started to change from time to time. The moment when my mind started questioning me “what are you when you are 50?” then I started to slow down and focusing on my own life and started creating my dream.

Yes, I know…the journey in achieving a dream doesn’t comes with a smile all along the road. Sometimes you might fall down while walking on the road. I agree to that. I lost a few things. I lose my girlfriends who used to share my happiness before. No more outings, no more chilling at fancy bar and restaurants, and the more isolate I become. Only a few friends stay.


And today…I’m still trying to catch my dreams. But I’m not walking on the road all alone because my beloved family and those real friends of mine are always cheer leading me on every steps I take. And life could be more better with the dolphin angel who brighten up my road!

Maybe when I grow older I will be chillaxing at home and smoking herbs like this grandma? :p


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A Malaysian Scorpio who β™₯s PINK and meowing all the times...but BEWARE when she rooaarr!!! Pardon me for my Manglish Language :p

25 thoughts on “Age is Just A Number?

  1. I’m struggling with age as well. And then I had to tell myself it doesn’t matter how old you are, just go out and do what you love. And that’s how I got over my β€œageism” πŸ˜…

  2. Namaste πŸ™‚

    Age matures happiness from which your name derives its meaning πŸ™‚
    Fareh Pink Lady of cheerfulness: in all ways you are always greening.

    Have a wonderful weekend. Namaste πŸ™‚


  3. I will be in my mid 30’s this year and it sounds old but I don’t feel old if that makes sense. I never want my age to let me down or pull me down because I will always strive to be a better self. I am definitely much more aware of myself and of what I want compared to my 20 year old self so 40 50 60 70 80 90…all the way to 100…BRING IT ON!!

  4. Maybe it’s different as a man, maybe it’s because I never was all that handsome, and maybe it’s just that I’m a bit weird. Whatever it is, I’ve always managed to find things I enjoy doing. I’m sixty-four and even though I don’t play basketball anymore, I have found that I love taking long bike rides. “Long” for me being 20+ miles which is only a sprint for some. I’ve found, too, that writing stays fun through the years. Mostly, though, as you’ve said, having loved ones to share the journey with is a big thing!

    1. Wow…
      That’s a very interesting to do.
      I used to have a pink fixie last time and enjoy cycling. It was fun until my working schedule became so hectic. So I decided to gave my fixie to my dad. I’m not sure he loves that or not!

  5. Age is, indeed, a significant number. It would be folly to deny this.
    Can a newborn walk?
    Can the eldest elder run like a child?
    We must recognize and enjoy each year that comes to us. We must celebrate our energy and wonder and unbounded future of our youths.
    We must stop and smell each and every rose during those wonder-filled years if one is blessed with children. Drink in every moment, tuck these memories into your heart.
    We must be willing to relish the maturity of our age. To have a wondrous well of experiences and memories that add hue and tone our every living moment.
    To cherish those days remaining, knowing we are closer to the end of the trail than the beginning.
    Age is a name for each book and chapter of your life. “Me, age 10”, “I go to School”, “Learning to Drive a Car”, “College Days”, “Time In Service”, “Marriage”, “My Children”, “Saying Goodbye to Mom”, “Life Filled with Wonder”, “Joy and Tears”, “Me, age 40”, “Me, age 50”.
    Each volume is neatly stacked in the library of your mind.
    What a fine and joyous thing it is to peruse my library.
    To carefully select a volume, hold it in my hands, linger over the stories and illustrations.
    One day, I shall fall off to sleep, reading…

    Seek peace,


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