Holy Crap! Guess What I Just Realized!
I will turn 20 (years old--as in having been alive for 20 years) in LONDON!
How exciting!? Well, maybe not so much for you lot, but to me it is fairly exciting news to entertain the mind with. I mean, how lucky to have a milestone birthday that I will truly remember because of something like this. 20 to me is more of a milestone than 21, mainly cause I'm not really one for the cider/lager/pint, or good old American "beer", but also because 20 signifies the departure from the "teens". Aww, I'm really sad now. Holy freaking crap, 20. That is old. That is like, a real adult. I'm not ready to be a real adult. My mom had two kids by the time she was 20. And a husband. Am I having a midlife crisis right now? Cause I am fuh-reaking out!
Last night I was laughing my ass off at the Rick Rick Rick skit on SNL, relating to the 12 yr old girl portrayed by Amy Pohler, and I'm going to be 20!? Make it stop!
