Only 365 more days until I'm able to drink. I would say that 20 is the second most useless age after 19 to be. The one perk is that now I'm able to say "pffft...teenagers" at people who, while they might be my peers, did not have the privilege of their parents fucking as early as mine did. I guess something should feel different, but I have the sneaking suspicion that I am going to have to wait 365 more days until I feel that anything in my life has really changed. Still though, I get presents and a whole host of facebook wall posts to make me feel special for 24 hours, so that's something right there. Really, as an obsessive email checker, my birthday is the day that I will, 9 times out of 10, not be disappointed when I check to see if I have anything because of the glory that is the facebook birthday notification. Anyhoo, thank you all for your well wishing on this, the anniversary of my being more than a uterus borne parasite!
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