From last night’s party.
I hang out with kids all day because I’m a nanny.
I have ample academic knowledge of children and am pursing a masters is social work with children but HOLY SHIT, some days I am SO happy I don’t have any of my own yet.
I am so in love with being able to just do what I want and sleeping and having things clean!
Not because I’m scared of getting older or because of anything really.
I just don’t really like the sound of 23.
I’ll gladly skip to 24 or 25 but 23 sounds silly.
I’ve liked 22, especially because it sounds better than 21 and makes me feel less insecure when I buy alcohol.
When I was 21 I always felt like a noob.
22 is still probably a noob but it’s a better number.
Here’s a list of ages i will gladly accept:
I’m just gonna stop there for now. Once I hit 30 we will revisit this matter.