Category: old

Not dead yet

On my 22nd birthday I….

…ate Smilies for dinner. (Yeah, that’s happy-face shaped potatoes that come in a bag. Yum!)

…ate myself sick on cake and candy and ignored the bag of carrots in the fridge.

…shrieked as I jumped on a trampoline.

…was afraid of the dark.

…ate Smores and burnt the marshmallows.

…learned how to play guitar and drums in Rock Band.

…mixed lemonade and Sour Puss and played “I have never.”

…made jokes about Ronald Regan’s doodle.

‘Cause everybody knows it sucks to grow up.

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The day of my birth

You know you’re getting old when your birthday becomes about making everyone else happy.

Jack Johnson concert was amazing. Listening to him play Constellations under a huge sky full of stars, with the collective energy of 40,000 + people.. it was a great birthday present.

I don’t know how I feel about being 21. More to come on that one.

categories birthday, jack johnson, old | Hezabelle August 5, 2008 | comments Comments (1)