Monday, September 23, 2013

25.

OMG. I've totes been alive for a quarter of a century. This is how I feel about that.

I am as old as America's Most Wanted.


 I can rent a car! Without having to sacrifice my firstborn child to the rental car company.


My senior year of high school was 7 years ago.


25 is really the perfect age - mathematically speaking.


I officially leave the 18-24 demographic behind. Now I'm 25-34.



 But the good news is that I'm still one of the youngest of all my friends! At least I've got that going for me.



So I suffer from a sort of conflict of emotions. No, but in all seriousness, I kind of like being 25. It sounds cool. I still feel young. And I get cool gifts for my birthday like vacuums and blenders.


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