My last day of being 17. It's a "sunny de light" kinda day, I woke up this morning with a cold! A day before my birthday and I get a cold....that would happen wouldn't it!
It's scary. It only seems yesterday that I was celebrating my sister's 18th. I remember the family meal, the big suprises, the thought that my sister was growing up. And tomorrow that will be me.
Everyone says that your teenage years are the worst. For me it's the best!
It's the years to have addictions, to love, to idols, to hardcore partys and life.
The years to love everyone who you come across, to still be immature, to try out different looks of your appearence and to think over the top from what you want in life because you know your young enough to get away with it!
The years to stress and be moody way too much over the littleist things and blame it on "that time of the month"
It's the years to live before working 24/7.
The years to not take on TOO much responsiblity.
Right now I love life <3 :)