I wish I could stay 19 forever. Some people can’t wait to “grow up” and be able to “do things” and not be called a baby. I say, enjoy it while it lasts. I like being a “young little thing,” and the fact that when I tell people my age they get this kind of shocked expression that quickly turns into a reminiscent smile. I’m turning 20 soon, which sounds a lot older than I feel. So I will wear sunscreen everyday, I will eat as much as my metabolism will keep up with, and I will constantly question things around me. Because I still can.
This was taken last Friday night (which was pretty interesting, I must say. First time I’ve been a minority since moving to SD) before going out to see Too $hort with my homegirl Marylynn. I had a blast wit’chu babygirl! Minus the hoodrats and grime.
