I'm getting old. On May 27th, I'll be turning thirty. 3. 0.
I can remember when my mom turned thirty. So weird.
I don't actually think thirty is old. I know thirty is the new twenty and all that. I have plenty of young friends who are thirty and considerably older. It's just that I don't want to be thirty.
You see, once your thirty, you can never be twenty again. Profound, huh?
If I must turn thirty though, I plan to do it in style. A big party will be organized and my birthday list includes a trip and other assorted cash and prizes. and maybe a baby. We'll see.
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