Monday, April 14, 2008

Memoirs of a 20 year old

It's funny...
Prior to the age of 21, you live and BREATHE for that day and all the legal woes you will no longer have to endure from being underage i.e. sneaking into a bar. During the age of 21, I can tell you, I didn't want it to end. I simply LOVED telling people that I was 21 years old, and wished to remain, "Forever 21".

Today is April 14, and The New Jack is officially 22.
I was born at 4:36 pm in Kingston, Jamaica at 6lbs, 14 ounces.

Though the age 22 doesn't nearly roll off my tongue as fiercely as 21, I'm still aging like fine wine.
So indeed, pass the Merlot.

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