where the hell did november come from?

Is it just me, or did November creep up on us mad fast? I swear, time just keeps blasting ahead. Before I know it, I’ll be a menopausal middle-aged women with false teeth and three whiny high school kids. But I digress.

20 is awkward

20 is such an awkward age. You’re not a teenager anymore, so you feel awkward hanging out in the 18+ nightclubs  with the younger crowd, but you’re still not old enough to chill with the grown folk, in a real club. I know I could just get a fake 身份證 but I’m not actually that hype off of drinking early. I’ve lived in 法國 (France) for a year, so I’m kind of over that stage and just annoyed that back in America-land, I can no longer do something as simple as buying a nice wine for dinner just because I feel like it. It’s frustrating.