So, I'm on my way back from New Orleans, and my mom and I go to Lambert's for dinner. For those of you who don't know what Lambert's is, it's basically a cafe where they throw rolls at you.

Yes, you read that right, no need to reread it, they throw rolls at you. Baked rolls, the kind made out of bread, just for clarification.

So, one of the waiters carrying fried okra asks if I go to college.

Now, this is what I look like:

Do I seriously look that old? I'm only 14!

My best friend just texted me and her response was:

No. Definitely not.