Turning twenty on the fourteenth, that is.
Birthdays sure have lost their glimmer over the years...
I don't have anything planned and if my friends don't either then that's that.
It's just that I have one of the latest birthdays of my friends so I always feel like I just turn the next age along side them. Until I can't do something because of age limits...
However, this year I do have a wish list.
Which usually never happens.
(if you're curious or feeling generous...):
- RayBans (cats 5000 classic)
- ESV Study Bible (preferably leather)
- money for the Netherlands (I'm struggling a bit)
- Ed Sheeran's new album (X)
I've been alive for almost two decades y'all.
I feel like I'm in this in between age of everyone who is younger than me thinks I am so old and everyone who is older than me thinks I'm so young.
I am somewhere in between those opinions when I think about being 20.
Anyways, here's a baby picture. (circa 1995 probably)
My mother is a pretty lady.
