Birthdays, birthdays and birthdays
This year I am turning 21.
I am dreading it, because at age 21 you have more responsibilities for yourself. And I don't like them.
Though I have more freedom...but doesn't mean I'll think wisely for all situations.
It's so scary.
It seemed I was just 17 yesterday (yea right, you were 20 years old yesterday).
Anyway.
I just came home from two birthday parties. I am sorry I missed band practice for this. And I was a bit disappointed with some changes, but we'll see.
Joan's was in the afternoon, and Evelyn's was in the evening.
Thank goodness they're all in the east.
I hope they like the presents we got them.
More about it when I more or less got the photos.
See you.
I am dreading it, because at age 21 you have more responsibilities for yourself. And I don't like them.
Though I have more freedom...but doesn't mean I'll think wisely for all situations.
It's so scary.
It seemed I was just 17 yesterday (yea right, you were 20 years old yesterday).
Anyway.
I just came home from two birthday parties. I am sorry I missed band practice for this. And I was a bit disappointed with some changes, but we'll see.
Joan's was in the afternoon, and Evelyn's was in the evening.
Thank goodness they're all in the east.
I hope they like the presents we got them.
More about it when I more or less got the photos.
See you.
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