So, on April 28 I turned 23. I know this doesn't sound very eventful, but it's almost been bothering me lately. Don't get me wrong, I had a great birthday mostly because of my overly sweet husband spoiling me with a new purse, perfume, phone, and other litle trinkets...seriously don't deserve it. But, I can't help but feel that I am getting so stinking old now. I know this sounds retarded, I feel retarded saying it, but it's gotta be said. I just can't get the thought out of my head that I'm just going to get older from here, and also the stupid Blink-182 song keeps popping in me head which doesn't help my situation either. You know the one...."Nobody likes you when you're 23".
It didn't help at all after I told my boss either, because he sang that stupid song at me (I won't say "to me" because it wasn't really a nice gesture, now, was it) for the rest of the day.
So for the rest of you 23 year olds...NO ONE LIKES YOU EITHER!