dude, where's my childhood?

ok, i knew this day would come, you know when people would start pairing off with engagement announcements to follow, but I guess, i just never thought it would be so soon. I mean, here's the thing: at this point
I can barely manage to get my own shit in line yet. meaning that a) there's about two weeks of laundry on my floor, unpaid bills, unheard voicemails, and about oh, maybe 70k in debt that keeps building and building even as i type. I guess the thing is, i still feel like a kid in a way.

the notion of us actually, finally, growing up is kind of scary. not to say that i'd gladly trade in the days of being 22 and having no fucking clue where my arse was from my elbow, but it all seems so quick and, quite frankly, it's almost like a landslide of diamonds and bows and pitying looks from relatives. kids i've known since 7th grade are getting engaged, having bachlorette parties, and i'm still learning what i want to do when i grow up. seriously, i have no idea.

am i behind or just selfish? either way, i guess i don't really mind. i mean, its just all so wierd. It started about a year ago when we heard of the news of one girl's upcoming wedding to the love o' her 9th grade life and from then its just been trickling in with more and more and more friends going away for the weekend for weddings, stag nights and engagement parties. and the mad thing is, its not stopping...it just keeps growing and growing. I mean, i am happy for people who have found the person they want to spend the rest of thier lives with, but it does beg the question, why exactly am i suprised by all this?

and yet the answer still escapes me.

but, i guess the interesting affect that all of these engagements have on the non-married is that we edge closer and closer to becoming the Bridget Jones of every dinner party. Haunting our relatives with our unabashed late-blooming nature. but more importantly, it makes me just wonder, where's the fire people? and why is it that because i'm slightly slow and quite taken aback by all this marrying, engagement shit that's happening to people who i knew when they liked vanilla ice and c and c music factory and wore flannel shirts that their mom's bought them from Nordstrom in an effort to look more grunge? its just all so...wierd. but then again, it may always be wierd. who knows? as long as i keep getting to eat cake and dance to the macarana and get wasted, i guess i can't really complain.