As I was going to bed after celebrating my last birthday (24) I was just chilling out for a bit and listening to hiphop, as I an wont to do after a night out. I played Coolio's Gansta's Paradise and when it got to the end I felt old. The angst no longer applied to me, I had lived to see 24.
On a related note, here's a story about a friend of mine. First, some background: She's a Muslim who's family were originally form Somalia. At the time this took place, she still wore a headscarf and dressed relatively modestly. If any of you don't now any Muslims and are struggling for a reference point, just imagine a girl form a fairly religious christian family and you'll do fine. Anyway, one day in the summer of our first year, all my friends had meet up at one of our houses to play boardgames (Risk: Mythology and Diplomacy, the supper happy friend betraying game, encase you are wondering). When she arrived, she called me over to one side and said that something terrible had happened on her journey. When she was on the tube, a man sat down next to here and started to touch her thigh. I immediately began to say "how terrible" etc and she shushed me. That wasn't why she was upset. She had been getting ready to shout "Stop touching me, you fucking Pedophile!" when she realized that in fact she was to old to be the victim of a pedophile; he was just a regular pervert. And that's what had upset her.