Omg I feel old today. Not the usual old you feel when you graduate high school or college, but the real “holy f**k I’m ancient” old. I remember being a young tot (not really, but let’s just think so) and the Backstreet Boys first came out. ‘Twas a lovely time filled with Neutrogena acne treatments, taking the bus and tear-away Adidas pants. Back then I thought that Nick Carter was super old, being 18 at the time, and would absolutely be the father of my future progeny. Oh, what false dreams I had back then. He really wasn’t old at all. Now? I still don’t want to say he is because that will force me to accept my own age. That bastard is 32 years young today. Thirty-two!!! Oh woah-is me!
Enough with the pity party though, right? I would like to wish Nickolas Gene Carter a very happy 32nd and many more to come. He’s still my favorite and will remain the symbol of my youth. I know there are thousands of others that feel the same!! Are ya with me?
Happy Birthday Nick.