I'm old.

I know I'm 22, that sounds old. I used to think my friend who was 21 was ancient. And here I am.

(At least she's 5 years older than me. Heh)

But nothing hits home harder than seeing a photo...

Of a kid you once knew when he was all gangly and awkward and young and squeaky and childish, that you used to tell off, and that you treated similar to a (sometimes) annoying little brother

And you disappeared for a few years

And then you see a picture of him, and go zomgwtheckhesallgrownup. And he looks like a man. With a pretty girl on his arm. And him looking all manly and schtuff (hey, he doesn't look bad).

I'm shocked.

T_T I'm old.