Whenever I have a birthday, I always forget I'm a year older and when I'm asked for my age, I always write down the age I was the day before. I don't know if it's weird, but when I was at the gym today, when Mr. Elliptical asked me my age, I thought "Hmm...this is the last time I'll be putting in 18."
Harmony Grove is the ONLY place where getting a piece of cake on your birthday is considered a form of torture.
Fall and Applesauce
It’s that time of year again,
It's only once every 365 days that your special day comes around. You don't feel any different, and you don't act any different, yet you are.
Age is just a number. But it's a number that allows us to do certain things, and also hinders us from doing certain things.
But then you get those odd ages that you just don't know what's so good about them.
Today is my 19th birthday.
I can already vote.
I can already buy cigarettes, porn, and lottery tickets.
I can get a credit card and I can get a tattoo and my butt cheeks pierced together if I want.
I can legally sign a contract and go to strip clubs, and even drink in Mexico.
I'm legally an adult, but I'm still a child.
