Unchanged

My first Saturday night as a 21 year old panned out along pretty much the same lines as my last night as a 20 year old. Tonight my arse did hurt a lot though because I got a corky in basketball. Which we lost.
I wasn't expecting too much to change in the seven days between saturday nights. I've been so busy the last few days with birthday things and birthday jokes and birthday binge drinking that it actually slipped my mind that I was 21 until I was working out tonight whether or not it was worth checking out the chick driving a car with P-Plates in front of me. In the end I decided it was, and it wasn't worth it. But only because she was ugly.
However, I am different on my first Saturday night at 21 than I was during my first Saturday night at 20. Change is a gradual thing. Like a blossoming teenager one day you wake up with a sore back from your breasts that a year ago you didn't even know you'd start growing. But that was high school, and I'm so over that part of my life now.

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Steven 'Chill out people!' Harding

Thought i'd just jump in and say a happy birthday to the B man from myself and any other roaming individuals who dare to embellish this message with their spiritual murmurings of accent

August 28 2005 - Like
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