Awkwardly Avoiding My Real Age

I'm a university sophomore who spends most of her time taking tough classes and hating her decision to take tough level classes. Well, and eating. Eating is awesome.

Anyways,

One strange aspect of being in high level classes is that I have been the youngest person in my class on a few occasions. During my first year, this was particularly odd as I had to try and pretend that I was not a first year/freshmen. Why? Because freshmen are FRESHMEN (just ask any high school or university student).

Does this face look older than 15 to you?


Inevitably, classmates ask where you live or what year you are. I was able to get away with vague answers such as "I'm a little young" and "I live in the area." SOMEHOW there is always that one person who figures out how old you are.

19? and in (insert tough class here)? yep.

It shouldn't be embarrassing, not really. Sometimes though, being the youngest makes me feel like I should have worn my Barbie backpack to school.

Despite being relatively young, I look younger than I am (due to a combo of high cheekbones and shortness of stature). Despite feeling slightly awkward about it now, I am happy.

Because?

In the future, when I am 40, I will hopefully look 30.