Sunday, November 7, 2010

On Growing Older

I've been saying this for a while and it makes more and more sense the closer I get to my birthday each year:

It's completely not fair that I should be out of my mom's house by the age of 25. I'm the oldest of all my friends, but we graduated in the same year. I've got 11 months on some of these kids, but it still just sounds awful to say I'd be living at home at 25.

Now if I'm still living at home by 25 and 11 months, then yeah, mock me unmercifully. I'll officially deserve that.

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