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Oh Haiii Birthday

Oh Haiii Birthday....there you are again, huh?

Oh Haiii mid-20s, there you are.....errr....now.

Oh Haiii grad school homework....I'll get to you later.


So, this birthday is just kinda sittin there...you know, like my booty after a 45-min Wii Zumba workout.
It's year 24 for Nerdy April, so what? Big Whoop.
What's on my (now-shrinking) mind you ask? Big girl things like laundry, cleaning, organizing, work, grad school, bills, diabetes, doctors, etc. It's really just a big crapshoot in there right now.

Do I feel older? Yes, slightly. I believe feeling slightly more overwhelmed is a symptom of "getting older", so yes, I have been "feeling older".

Do I look older? Judging by the guard's comment at the arsenal gate the other day (Guard: "Are you sure you are old enough to work here?") I'm guessing not.

What are you going to write about on your blog for your birthday? Ummm....how about this Mad Lib, because dude, I love me some Mad Libs...kthxbai

A Birthday Lib

Nerdy April launched out of bed early in the morning. She was sleek because it was her birthday. She showered and dressed and ate some rockets as fast as she could. She wanted to get to the salad tongs right away because she knew The BF would have something shiny planned for her.'Oh, boy. I can hardly smile!' Nerdy April said. 'The BF always gets me a really pitiful wiener dog for my birthday!' The BF said, 'Hola!, Nerdy April!' when he saw her. 'Are you all ready for your birthday beer?' 'Of course, The BF!' Nerdy April said joyfully. 'Here it is!' The BF said, and opened the closet door to reveal the biggest International Space Station Nerdy April had ever seen. 'Wow, thanks, The BF!' she exclaimed. 'This is the most delicious birthday ever!'


Nerdy April Out.

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  1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY APRIL! I hope you have the most happiest of birthdays and that the bf treats you like a queen. Oh to be 24 again! I hear that ALL the great people have birthdays in February! Enjoy your day,
    Aunt Vicki

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