Wednesday, August 31, 2011

young'un

What does one do, when you're stuck in a crowd of people, all of them at least 3 years older than you (except for the one boy i talked to that was younger than me, but of course he wasn't there at the moment), and they all think that you're their age. and then they find out that you're not even 20. and they're all amazed. but, this isn't some feat on your part. it's not your fault that your parents had you in '92 instead of '88. or even '81. it's not some amazing thing, it just is what it is. but, the beans got spilled, and there's that awkward moment where no one knows what to say, because they're all gawking over the fact that you're so young (and you're wondering why they are all so old, and still single). and all you can say is,"yup. i'm kinda young." and hope that some brilliant idea for a conversation starter just pops into your head. but it doesn't ever come fast enough.

guess i should just take the compliment that they all thought i was older than i really am?

awkward...

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