Guilt-free Friday!

Well, it is my last weekend underage. Yep. And considering the fact that after my 21st birthday next Thursday the following weeks will be a belligerent bingefest, I plan on working ahead on some schoolwork. (Kidding about the bingefest, but I will be doing homework all weekend to prepare for a week or two or three... of celebrating.)

In the mean time...

Hey it's ok...

If you go to yoga one day a week only to justify wearing yoga pants the other 6 days.

To still change the channel when you see a commercial for a scary movie... or cover your eyes and sing a little song if the remote is not within reach.

To be that girl. With the feather boa. Or the tiara. Or the obnoxiously loud friends. Or to demand to be in the middle in all pictures. Because it's your birthday, and nothing is stopping you from having your cake and eating it too.

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