every now and then i’ll do something and my co-worker will turn and say, “you are so twenty.”
maybe this being so twenty is a bad thing or maybe it just equals being crazy and ridiculously fun and silly… i still haven’t figured that one out.
but i guess my being so twenty would explain this craziness that i started at my house last week:
if so then i’ve decided that i’m okay with it.Â it’s fun.Â and soon i won’t be able to get away with being so twenty.
2 thoughts on “twenty.”
Twenty. Are you really twenty. 2-0?
When and how? You are so my little girl. Now cut this out and don’t talk about being 20 anymore…
I love this!