I had the best birthday ever.
Last Sunday, I celebrated my 22nd birthday and no, I don’t feel like 22 BUT I still feel happy, free, confused, and lonely. I just referenced a Taylor Swift song, I know. I am sorry. Twenty-two is such a weird age. I’m pretty sure I just turned eighteen few days ago.
Did you know that I was born when my mother was 22? SO. WEIRD.
Okaaay. Anyway, point of this post is to tell you guys that I had The Maine, This Century, and Nick Santino for my birthday. I know, I know. No need to get jealous. IT WAS AWESOME. I AM AWESOME. JK. I really didn’t hire them to play on my birthday. The concert fell on the day of my birthday so obviously I declared the concert as my party! Everything was great. My favourite bands were on the stage playing, my friends were with celebrating, and everyone was just really happy. I couldn’t really ask for more (Maybe except for meeting them? Hahaha!)
Yep, best birthday yet! Thank you Ms. H and Sir V for bringing them back and for choosing my birthday as the concert day. Heh! AND THE MAINE, YOU’RE WELCOME. RE: KRISPY KREME YOU ATE.