So I'm 24

Yep.

I've succumbed into adulthood.

I'm 24.

For the first time I wasn't excited about presents, party, booze and everything else.

Unlike last year, I just spent the day with friends. Not even a whole heap of friends.

Just a couple of few good friends.

We just stayed at home, had a few bottles of wine and caught the last full show of Hancock.

Mum's friends filled the house. The food was extraordinary and everybody was happy.

Of course there were the occasional, "where's [insert ex boyfriend's name here]?"

I tried to dodge the questions.

But after every Happy birthday, the question soon followed.

It didn't bother me as I thought it will. I gave the monotone response, "I gave him the chuck!"

And didn't offer any explanation after that.

So yeah, I'm twenty four.

My auntie said she got married at 24.

My cousin gave birth at 24.

I don't even have a boyfriend.

But for some reason being a coke zero [a term my cousin coined for not having a job, a boyfriend and a life] isn't as bad as I thought it would be.

It's not the greatest, I tell you that.

But it's not exactly a tragedy.

I refuse to let myself think about ex boyfriend and ex fling.

Whenever I start thinking about them, I stop for a minute, literally shake my head and position myself on my bed watching mind numbing hours of The OC, One Tree Hill and Smallville.

I know I should start looking for a job again. But at the moment I'm enjoying lazing around. Not doing anything and just staying at home and vegging out.

I crashed and burned. In all aspects of my life.

I need a break from all of it.

Dad tells me to go out. To go for coffee and watch a movie with friends.

Go out, have fun!

But I can't tear myself away from my room.

I'm not depressed.

I just need time to myself and to come up with a strategy on how I will tackle this next era in my life - A TWENTY SOMETHING SINGLE GIRL IN THE GOLD COAST.

I never thought I'd be single at 24.

A friend told me that back in 2001, mum told her that she wanted to see me with a husband and a kid at 24.

Gold Coast is the wrong place to be single. Guys are sleazy and girls are such trash bags that it's STD slash random hookups central.

I don't think I want a boyfriend. I can't believe I said that.

For the first time since I started dating, I'm tired of the whole game.

I'm tired of the whole cat and mouse thing. The is he or isn't he/ should I or shouldn't I? game.

I'm putting it out there, I won't be rushing into a serious relationship anytime soon.

I'm swearing off romantic relationships altogether.

That doesn't mean I'm swearing off a chance for an orgasm though.