i just got very sad all the sudden when i remembered that i’m turning 20 this year, TWENTY freakin’ TWENTY YEARS OLD. okay it’s not until november so i still have a little teen left in me but still. i don’t understand i still feel like i’m 15 years old or something. this all came to me when i was talking with my mom about vancouver next year and she told me when she moved out she was like 21 or 22 and i’m like well no i can’t wait that long! until i realized hello i’ll be moving out when i am 20 and turning 21 a few short months after that… ew.