A couple weeks ago i turned seventeen years old. I can already feel the wrinkles on my skin.... I know, i'm ancient! Well, maybe not, but drawing closer to that ever present and future doomsday (when everyone must dye) has me worried. Since this year was a leap year, it got me to thinking. For some people they are told they are only four or five years old because they were born on that horrible February 28. They only get a birthday every four years because the day they were born on only exists every four years. I was thinking dude that's really awful to only have a birthday every four years. This applies to everybody, though. If you think about it, at the age of four you were four years and one day old. So wouldn't it make sense to have your birthday move one day down every four years. So if you were born on Jan 1, 1990, your birthday would be on Jan 2 in 1994. Now here's the mind blowing part. At the age of 91.25, you are actually 92.25 years old. It's not what all the old women would want to hear, knowing they are a year older than they thought, but, hey, science never lies. Except for when it does ;) Happy Leap birthday to everyone over 90!
