I turn 21 years old in only three days.
What the hell?
It snuck up on me like... a very sneaky thing wearing very sneaky shoes.
I mean, I don't feeel that old.
This is weird.... I wana go back to 19... that was a nice number. Wise for a teenager, an adult, but still young. Now I'm almost done with a quarter of my life. I mean... I sure made it a VERY eventful 20 years... it certainly wasn't boring by any means... but damn... 20 fricken years. I remember when each birthday was an event you waited for and time went more slowly in the days before each birthday. Maybe thats because the gifts were cooler back then. Granted... Andrea did give me Transformers the other year... which was pretty awesome.
21.... eh.
If any of you reading this remember my birth, then you can officially call yourself over the hill. I mean if I am contemplating my own aging... what does that mean for you! Hmmm... better get on that living will and death arrangements and such.
I don't really have anything significant to say, because I don't know how I feel about this yet. There is only one thing I have learned for sure in my 20 years of life though, and I will share that wisdom with you all here and now. And the words of wisdom are, that the semicolon is bullshit, and should be impeached from English punctuation. Thats it. Everything else is still fuzzy. But the semicolon... gotta go.
2 comments:
Down with the semicolon!
Except if the semicolon goes then the word however loses all of its punch in the sentence structure.
HEY--if 21 feels old---how should I feel? Happy 21st birthday! Love you, Momster
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