Exercise #59 : "Born on February 29th"
Use this as your opening line:
I was born on February 29th.
Un, Deux, Trois...
I was born on February 29th, 1964, and I am technically only 11 years old. You don't even know how many times I have been jokingly refused a drink. I can't even laugh at the quip anymore. I used to have the willpower to force myself to smile at least when someone thought they were the first one to think of such a hilarious joke, but now... Well, now I just sneer. Either that, or I completely ignore them. I'm not sure which is the better response.
Everyone assumes that, since my technical birthday only happens every four years, I only celebrate my birth every 4 years. That's crazy. I mean, absolutely crazy. I usually celebrate my birthday the day before unless someone has planned something special on another day. I consider myself lucky. Who else has such a flexible birthday?
Today's was a bit short. Sorry about that. My mind is kind of elsewhere at the moment because of my recital coming up this weekend. I promise things will get back to normal after Sunday. In fact, the posts should be of much better quality than they have been as of late. Whoops. :)
As far as #fridayflash goes... We'll see if I get there. I have a ton of stuff to get done tomorrow (I know, I know... Excuses, excuses...), and the only time I'll be able to get it done will be much later in the evening. I may have to postpone until next week. I'll let you know in tomorrow's exercise.
P.S. Do you know anyone that was born on Feb. 29th? I actually knew a guy when I was in high school, and I can remember how everyone teased him. I can't imagine how annoying that must have been.