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Small town girl moves to the Big Apple... A blog for family and friends to keep a close eye on me!

I’m confused about my age. I am horrified at my aging.
When did I become an… ADULT? I actually hate that word. It’s creepy. I remember the day that I discovered I didn’t like it. Heather and I were living in Las Vegas. Living there, we had become accustomed to seeing things like advertisements for “Adult Stores” an “Adult Movies”. Everything gross and pornographic had the word “adult” attached to it. One day, Heather and I were grocery shopping at Food 4 Less (not our usual shopping spot, I don’t know why we were there) and I wanted to get a box of Honey Bunches of Oats. I was scanning the aisles and I found it… “ADULT CEREAL” It left me with a bad taste in my mouth.
Anyways…not what I wanted to blog about, getting to the point.
I thought that being a grown-up(much better word choice) would feel different somehow. I thought that by now I should be listening to jazz music, eating sushi, discussing my 401k, and argue about philosophy with all of my pantsuit friends. (Clearly things that grown-ups do). But no… I talk about teenage vampires, eat hot dogs, and listen to pop music. I’m actually watching Harry Potter as I blog right now, on my pink laptop.
I’m not really ashamed of this. It’s just different than what I expected.
On that note, here are some pictures of my immature happenings. Enjoy!
Victor Hugo makes me suspicious...