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[Comments] (1) : After getting my pretzel I was passed by a tour of high school students, most of whom were taller than me, making me wax nostolgic for the days (back in 5th grade)when I was the tallest. It's odd, isn't it, that I had my growth sprut so early? This is what I think: my mom has been lying to me about my age, and I am really 1 or 2 years older than I think I am. This would explain why I feel so wierd answering whenever someone asks me how old I am. 20 sounds so young. I feel a lot older than 20. I feel like, maybe 22. This would also explain why I get along so well with older people (i.e. Laura and Kristi). And the white hairs.

On the other hand, I don't know where this puts Susie. Perhaps she is older than she thinks, too. Or perhaps she is adopted. Or perhaps I am adopted.


Posted by hehe at Tue Oct 28 2003 02:56

I love Rachey!

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