Sunday, May 24, 2009

27

When I was a kid I always wondered how adults didn't know how old they were, but a few weeks ago I really had to stop and think - I honestly had no idea if I was 26 or if I was 27.

When I did the math and worked it out, I was kind of dissappointed that I was 26. For some reason, I really wanted to be 27.

I've wanted to be 27 for a while. It's my automatic response when people ask me how old I am. I don't quite understand it, but 27 just seems like it's going to be the most epic, amazing year of my life.

When my mother was 27, she was pregnant with me and about to get married. I don't know what I'm going to get up to, but I have this funny feeling - it's going to be exciting.

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