Fall is almost here, and I’m glad. The only thing I like about summer is my birthday, if I could get any more conceded.
But finally that day is here, and I’m a real person in the sense that I don’t have to get my friends to buy me booze anymore.
STOKED!
At any rate, today also marks the last day of summer quarter for me, which also means in my mind that tomorrow is the first day of fall.
[I’m aware that it’s really not at all, but it’s my birthday so I’ll do what I want.]
Basically what I’m getting at is fall is better than summer [because it means winter is right around the corner] and the only thing summer is good for is making you sweaty and gross and extra whiney than you were before. and my birthday, of course.
So good riddance. I’m going to go buy a 40 now, even though it’s 9AM, just because I CAN.
Mom and Dad would be proud.