"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

So About This Birthday Thing...

Today was a pretty good day, I must say. The whole birthday thing makes it decent, you know?

So now I'm officially 17 [it was actually official at 11:41 am, but... yeah].

The sad part is that I still feel sixteen. Definitely not ready to admit that my years of freedom are coming to a close. Yes, I've still got a lot of life left, but let's be honest. Responsibility + career + all that fun stuff = ugh. Talk about ick.

I'm also down to one year to get a book published, my solitary goal since the time I could hold a pencil. Am I seriously thinking that it'll get done? Ha.

But today was good. Just plain good. I got some great birthday presents from the family--they love me!--and tons of smiles and happy wishes from friends.

It might not have really felt like my birthday on the inside, but the day was good enough for me. :]
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