Urg. It slapped me across the face on Thursday night, like a slap across the face: I have less than a year left before I turn eighteen. Meaning I can no longer call myself seventeen.
I didn't know how much I liked being seventeen. Hot dayum, it's been a good 6.something months so far. Matter of fact, 17's kind of in the middle... 16 being a bit young and 18 being too close to the adult age. Kind of.
Like it's to my teenhood what sec 3 to my secschoolhood.
Seize Ed. Sighz.
-Zan
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