I'm in my third week of summer vacation which thus far has been enjoyable. I've mostly been working but also hanging out with Darren and other friends as well as getting caught up on housework. However, I often think about the "good old days." You know what I mean, remember when you were young enough that you didn't have to worry about anything besides what you were going to be doing that day or what was going to be on TV that day? God, those were great times. I didn't have to worry about paying bills or making phone calls or whether or not asshole roommates paid rent.My impending birthday also reminds me of my age...not that I don't love a birthday, but turning 23 makes me feel so old and all I want to do is sleep til noon and then go outside and play kickball...but alas, I have to go to bed soon so I can go to work in the morning and fight traffic...*sigh* I think I'm going to go enjoy one of those awesome Icee pops...blue perhaps.
Update: I'm over halfway through The Book Thief and it is awesome!
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Aw...the life of a child. They have no idea how good they have it.
I'm almost 24! Yeah, I'm already past old. But look at me, sitting here on the 'net at 1:44am doing nothing.
I had to stay up to finish the book I started this afternoon. (Frenemies by Megan Crane; very chick lit, but it was good.)
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