So the other week I was at my great uncle's funeral. A family member (whom I had never met before) started talking to me. "So you're in high school?" At this point, my jaw lands on the floor and I stare at her dumbfoundedly. "College?" I pick my jaw up and quickly say no to that one. "I'm twenty seven."
I constantly get mistaked for a 14-16 year old. While most women are purchasing products to make them look younger, I'm busy trying to look older. And if one more person says I'll enjoy it oneday, I'm going to slap them. In a nice way, of course.
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