yesterday, a bunch of us got together and celebrated greg’s “13th” birthday. i think he’s actually 29, but he’s just in denial of his age. some drinks were had, lots of food was eaten, and we had good fun.
we saw the usual suspects there and then some people who i haven’t seen in a long, long while. so that was pretty cool.
volleyball resumed on sunday and it was a lot of fun. my team isn’t the most winningest team, but we had some really close games and i thought we had a lot of fun.
ahh…I see. for a moment, I thought that was the age in which he finally hits puberty. 😛
it’s the first year you get to be a TEENAGER.
I still don’t understand why he wants to be “13” again. is there something special about that age?