Tomorrow’s the day. The big 3-0. I’ve prepared a chant:
“Ancient spirits of Evil,
Transform this decayed form,
To Mumm-Ra,
The EVER-LIVING!!!”
I know age is just a number, you’re only as old as you feel, yada yada–but Crikey, I’m getting up there! Ah well, I finally get to say it with conviction:
Dammit, get off m’lawn, y’dern kids!
I always thought anyone over 25 was old.
Huh, learn something new everyday.
-Randmcnally: who’s turning 21 at the end of the summer.
pfffffft. Whippersnappers.
Haven’t you heard? 40 is the new 30 so it stands to reason that 30 is the new 20, no?
My 20’s were pretty good, my 30’s were better, and my 40’s are fantastic…so much so that I’m looking forward to my 50’s!
Ah yes… 20 years old. Seems like it was only yesterday. The years pass in but an instant.
Pleasant dreams! 
Enfant Terrible, I’m only 23 years old, but I’ve got no problem telling you that 30 is still plenty damned young. I go to law school with a lot of people in their late 20s and early thirties - I study with them, drink with them, and try to hit on a few of them. For better or for worse, I’ve rarely seen any real difference between them and the students closer to my own age - in fact, I’ve usually been a bit surprised to learn how old these people are.
You’re just plain not old - don’t worry about it.
You make it sound appealing–but let me just start with the 30’s and see how it goes. I don’t think I’m ready for Farina quite yet.
flee
<thumps Enfant Terrible on the nose>
Now, get offa m’lawn, dammit.
Wait.
I NO LONGER HAVE MY YOUTH??
Og Dammit, when did this happen? Where did it go? AND WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING ON MY DAMN LAWN?!
:: blink :: blink ::
Shit.
You might think about making a change to your username, to acknowledge your change of status. Er…, Middled Aged Terrible? 
Three hours have passed. Do you feel any older?
Well, its too late to die young, might as well go for it.
I guess you should retire to Florida now. Try not to fall apart on the way there. The teens will now call you a discusting smelly old person. You now will show more skin than ever, because it will hang loose out of your clothing. What hair you keep, will be gray or white within the year. Register operators will say "That’s a 10% senior discount right? 
Plus, according to hub, you’ll begin to lose hair where it should be and grow hair where it shouldn’t be. He’s thrilled (read: NOT) with his fuzzy earlobes now…
You are 30? Great! Now things start to get interesting! Really.
My twenties were my least favorite decade. You should have more confidence and people will take you more seriously. You are still five years away from having to check “35 and older” as an option.
You are all set!
Happy Birthday!
On my 30th birthday, I got up early and watched the sunrise on the beach and danced in the sand. It was a good day! I wore red and white polka dots.
In July, I’ll be 64! Maybe I’ll throw a party and invite only people named Vera, Chuck and Dave. 
I started teaching when I was 35.
My first year one pupil (in a class of 11 year olds) asked how old I was. I invited them to guess.
The average guess was 53 and the oldest was 75. :eek:
Now I am 53, but teaching keeps me young. 
And if you want the ultimate proof that age is a state of mind, have a look at this:
I don’t know why it tickles me to know I was born on the same day as a mostly total stranger, but Enfant Terrible, you were not alone in hitting the big 30 yesterday. Happy Belated Birthday!
I look at it thusly - women in my family tend to age well. I may or may not have looked good for a 20 something, but I figure now I can start saying that I look good “for my age.”
It’s not much, but then I’m easily amused.
40 is the old age of youth.
50 is the youth of old age.