Ode to My Friends

I have been avoiding this day for some time now. Somehow it still managed to sneak up on me. Shortly after 11:15, as my last few moments as a teenager were slipping out of my hands, my cell phone starting ringing. One after another, my Mich dira-mates called me…it’s now 1:30, and I just got off the phone…and this is with cutting just about everyone short to pick up call waiting. I returned to my computer to find a *heap* of IM messages. Though I very reluctantly surrendered the title of “teenager” tonight, as my phone kept ringing, I simply couldn’t regret the loss. With friends like these, growing old is just that much easier....