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"Time isn't on your side when it comes to holding onto the hair on your head." (Stacey Colino, Time Magazine)

Happy April Fools' Day! And no, the joke isn't this blog post. (Or is it? I’ll give you until the end to make the call.)

Here's the setup the universe has been quietly running for the past year: this is my last April 1st as a 20-something. Come April 1, 2027, yours truly will no longer be able to sheepishly deploy "I'm still in my twenties" as a get-out-of-jail-free card for questionable life choices like a 3am hawker run the night before a submission deadline. The changelog is in. The major version bump is imminent.

So here I am. Standing at the precipice of Version 30.0, looking back at the changelog, and asking: what did I ship, what did I break, and what exactly is in the release notes?

Life's Changelog: v0.1 to v29.x

If my life were a software project, the version history would read something like this:

Each version shipped something new and deprecated something old: innocence, perhaps, or the once-sincere belief that exam grades were life's final boss.

The Hair Situation: A Thread (Literally)

Let's address the follicle in the room.

Nothing announces your late 20s quite like discovering that your hair has begun filing for voluntary redundancy. The American Hair Loss Association (yes, a real non-profit entirely dedicated to this timeless struggle) notes that by age 35, nearly two-thirds of men will experience some degree of hair loss. Two-thirds. Those are worse odds than surviving a Singapore hawker centre during the lunch hour rush, let alone surviving the MRT morning rush packed like sardines on the Northeast Line.

The situation escalates internationally. In Tokyo, hair loss became so fraught a subject that a woman was handed a 12-year prison term after fatally stabbing a boyfriend she reportedly abused over his baldness. Somewhere, Squirtle is nervously adjusting his smooth head and reconsidering his life choices.

And in Singapore, when the Institute of Mental Health's National Youth Mental Health Study found that nearly a third of young people experience significant stress and mental health concerns, you have to quietly wonder how much of that ambient anxiety involves hairline negotiations. (Probably not much. Probably.)

The prugal solution I've landed on? Own it. As gleefully illustrated in The Greatest Estate Developer manhwa (Chapter 223's afterword) and my very beloved Squirtle, the answer to the balding problem is disarmingly simple. Lean into it with full confidence. Think of it as a hardware upgrade: reduced drag coefficient, maximum aerodynamic efficiency. Life, optimized.

CDC Walking Trails Photos

Solution to the Balding Problem (Source: The Greatest Estate Developer Manhwa Chapter 223 Afterword)

The Real Boss Fight: Health Stats Nobody Warned You About

Here's where April Fools makes a sharp left turn from playful to genuinely sobering, because your 30s aren't just about hairlines.

Cardiovascular system: Stroke incidence in the 30-39 age group rose 25% over a decade, climbing from 20.2 to 25.3 per 100,000 people according to the Singapore Stroke Registry Annual Report 2022. Not a rounding error. And these strokes are more common in men, driven by chronic stress, poor sleep, long working hours, and diets heavy in processed food, all particularly consistent with our kopitiam civilisation and hectic lifestyles.

Even a paramedic who exercised regularly and passed his annual check-ups, discovered at 32 that "you can't take your health for granted. Even if you feel fine and think there's nothing wrong, sometimes it doesn't mean you're actually healthy." If that sentence doesn't quietly recalibrate your priorities, read it again.

Oncological edge cases: Singapore's Cancer Registry data recorded a 34% rise in cancer diagnoses among those under 40 between 2019-2023 versus the 2003-2007 baseline. Again, the highest increases in age-specific incidence rates were among men in their 30s.

Breathing. Still breathing.

These numbers don't exist to catastrophise. Think of them less as a doom report and more as a pre-30 compile warning rather than a fatal error. Warnings, if caught early, are just bugs waiting to be patched. The non-negotiable life assertions going into Version 30:

assert regular_exercise is not None          # Non-negotiable. The trails don't walk themselves.
assert sleep_hours >= 7                      # No more "I'll sleep when I'm dead" logic.
assert annual_health_checkup == True         # Preventive maintenance in 30s > emergency repairs.
assert ultra_processed_food_intake < limit   # Hawker cai png porridge to skip curry zhup > instant noodles
assert stress_management != "ignored"        # The glass balls memo, revisited.
assert basement_dining_during_storm == False # Lessons from the NullCeilingException incident.

Unlike software bugs, these cannot be patched post-production. There is no hotfix for a body that has been in technical debt for a decade.

29 Years of Debugging: What the Logs Actually Say

It's easy to list milestones. The ORD, the NUS degree, the first paycheck, the OMSCS semesters navigated from jungle reservist outfields to (literally) collapsing basement ceilings.

But the quieter lessons have been far more durable.

Time is the only truly non-renewable resource. The academic and non-academic checkpoints: PSLE, 'O', ‘A’ Levels, ORD, graduation, gave the comforting impression that life moves in well-marked milestones. It doesn't. The years between 20 and 29 moved with a velocity that no Duolingo XP bar, GitHub commit log, or university GPA can fully capture.

The glass balls break even when you're holding them carefully. 2025 taught me this the hard way. My grandmother's passing reshaped perspective in ways I'm still processing. Grief doesn't arrive in tidy narrative arcs: it arrives in sensory details like the phantom craving for her curry that no recipe can replicate because she always cooked by feel. The glass doesn't reassemble identically. Maybe that's not the point. What matters is learning to carry it differently.

Prugal is a philosophy, not just a savings strategy. Stretching every dollar in one of the world's most expensive cities is one thing. But the same intentionality applies everywhere: attention, energy, and time are all finite budgets. You can't get a refund on Sundays spent numbing out, and there's no git revert for relationships left to quietly atrophy.

Squirtle and I have survived a ceiling collapse. If that's not a working definition of resilience, I genuinely don't know what is.

Pre-30 Inventory Check

With less than a year before my odometer rolls over to 30.0, here is a quick audit:

Active subscriptions worth maintaining:

Subscriptions under review:

The April Fools Twist

Here's the prank: there is no prank.

The milestones were real. The health statistics are sobering. The glass balls are fragile. But on the other side of the ledger, 29 years is a substantial accumulation of curiosity, resilience, and genuinely unrepeatable experiences. Not every bug gets fixed before the next release. Version 30.0 will arrive with known issues, unresolved tickets, and at minimum one unexpected metaphorical ceiling collapse.

And that's okay.

The rubber duck doesn't care about version numbers. Squirtle has weathered worse. And if the Duolingo owl has taught me across 1,300+ consecutive days of French, it’s this:

Petit à petit, l'oiseau fait son nid. Little by little, the bird builds its nest.

À bientôt, 20s. It's been a bear-y good run (and I’ll definitely miss you).

Stay tuned for more updates,
Chong Er ฅʕᵔᴥᵔʔฅ

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