It’s incredible, to realize in just 5 days I’m going to be 20. Holy crap, I’m not a teenager anymore… I’m (almost) an adult. Crap! That means more responsibilities. Having responsibility is completely overrated, or so I’ve come to believe.
What’s weird is there is very little that I actually want for my birthday. I remember just a couple years ago I would have lists of video games, music, movies, and sports equipment that I wanted. Yeah, only nerds make lists of stuff they want, apparently. Now, the only thing I really want is a car or a decent girl. One is too expensive, and the other is hard to get without the first (I live in the middle of nowhere).
Oh well, there’s always settling for a nice electronic shaver. I’m hoping I get this baby for my birthday. A clean shave is second best to attracting the ladies if you can’t get a nice car. Or so I hear.
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