F#&*+, I'm 30!!!!!!!!!

HOW DID THAT HAPPENED? And WHEN?????

Onde foram parar 30 anos da minha vida? Não deveria ser já uma mulher de sucesso? Não deveria estar casada e ter carro e casa próprios? Não deveria ter filhos? Não deveria andar de saltos altos? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

So many things fall into the category of should-have-would-have...
Biologically I should be 30 (still don't believe on that, though) nevertheless there is not a single molecule in my body that feels as a 30 year old should feel - or at least as society dictates what one should feel. I guess is my eternal Peter-Pan-syndrome attacking again. I will never grow up, or at least I will never ever grow old. I guess I'm a lost case when it comes to following what society dictates anyway...
In any case, boys and girls, being 30 is hardly as difficult as I thought it would be. The yogurt is still quite fresh and yummy... And even when I was tempted to fall into the sweet arms of depression, my lovely friends organized me a lovely surprise birthday party and rescued me from a downwards spiral of self pity. I am 30 YES and I am very proud!!!!!!!!!