Nearly Quoting Britney

Somehow I dread the day when it will be impossible for me to not longer think of myself as a girl, but rather a woman.

I don’t feel like a woman. I like to spend lazy days on the couch, comfy under a blanket and watch TV. I like cute skirts and dresses. I use sparkly hair thingies, for Pete’s sake. And I don’t want to stop.

Can we just delay the woman-becoming-thing until I’m, you know, 50 or so. That’d be great, thanks.