The Birthday Song

This was my revelation last night. But, due to Blogger being very queer, I didn’t get to post it until today:

Normally, I would avoid such a blatant post. However, since I usually participate in anything unabashed, I will inform you—twenty-three years ago today, June 25th, at 7:56 A.M. I was born. I used to love my birthday. Yet, today has been just another day of aggravations. With that being said, I believe I have come across my first birthday that represents very little and basically indicates that I am just getting older. I think I am officially an adult now. It had to happen sometime I guess...

"And that's about the time she walked away from me. Nobody likes you when your 23. And you still act like you're in freshman year. What the hell is wrong with me? My friends say I should act my age. What's my age again?" Blink 182, What’s My Age Again, from the album Enema of The State.