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If THIS isn’t right on, I don’t know what is:


You Are 19 Years Old


19


Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view – and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what’s to come… love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You’ve had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You’ve been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

Seriously. I tell everyone I’m 19 at heart. And I look it too. Woo.

slightly un-p.c.

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I have nothing to say.

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Oh, the vanity!

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While I was waiting on my lunch to be cooked, a man asked me if I had a big sister as pretty as I was.

That’s four people in the past two weeks who have told me that I’m pretty. 😀

(And he obviously probably thought I was 16 or so, what with my Mickey Mouse handbags and my lunch consisting of a hotdog and tator tots).

However, I now smell like smoke because my hotdog was frozen and took about 15 minutes to cook. I’ll have to do something about that before The Grove.

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Crap.

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I think I’m getting sick again. This seems to happen every single time Aidan goes to be with his grandmother. Grrr.

I feel a bit lightheaded and my throat is a little scratchy. I have a chiro appointment tonight–hopefully she can get that “life” flowing so this cold never has a chance to flourish at all.

Boo.

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Why, oh why?

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Why must all of my favorite stores use bad grammar? 🙁

*sigh*

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