20.

20 is old.
Seriously.
I was talking to my aunt a couple nights before I turned 20,
And she started telling me how once your teenage years are gone,
You never get that carefree fun back.
Geez.
Thanks.
But then I started looking back on my teenage years,
And even though I had some hardships (like moving and tearing my ACL),
I had a lot of fun,
Made of lot of good friends and memories,
And did a lot of what I wanted to do,
Including the Study Abroad I always talked about.

(I am dying. My friends and I spent hours on that board behind me. And that M necklace was classy when I was 13.)

(7 years difference...holy cow.)

Anyways, it was sad to leave the teenage years behind.

But I had a good day.

My family got me some good clothes and a new straightener (Chi holla!)

My daddy took me to lunch.

I went to get a snow cone with ma gurl Ash.

I had a few visits from various friends,

A yummy birthday dinner,

And last but not least....A Katy Perry birthday party with my cuz, Ash, and Katy Perry herself.

Anyways, here's to being 20.

And old.