guilt trip!
"I'm seventeen and insane. My uncle says the two always go together. Whenever anyone asks your age, always say 'seventeen and crazy'." ~ Clarisse in Fahrenheit 451
"She's sexy and 17, my little rock 'n roll queen..."
~ some 80's song...
"I am 17, going on 18, I'll take care of you."
~ Sound of Music
"Well, she was just seventeen,
You know what I mean,
And the way she looked was way beyond compare,
So how could I dance with another,
Oh when I saw her standing there"
~the beatles
so yeah... seventeen is a good age to be, isn't it? They even have a magazine about it. But it seems the more i tell myself to appreciate things, the more i take them for granted. As much as i complain... someone should just slap me once in a while. I mean, look: i'm young, i'm pretty damn lucky financially, i have classes and a job that i love, i've never really been in pain or had to work hard in my life, everyone i love is alive and healthy.... wow. i better soak it up before i'm old, fat, overworked, and all my friends and family are dropping like flies. Or before i die, whichever comes first. Something to keep in mind, my friends...
~Jessica
p.s. when in god's name will it be summer?
"She's sexy and 17, my little rock 'n roll queen..."
~ some 80's song...
"I am 17, going on 18, I'll take care of you."
~ Sound of Music
"Well, she was just seventeen,
You know what I mean,
And the way she looked was way beyond compare,
So how could I dance with another,
Oh when I saw her standing there"
~the beatles
so yeah... seventeen is a good age to be, isn't it? They even have a magazine about it. But it seems the more i tell myself to appreciate things, the more i take them for granted. As much as i complain... someone should just slap me once in a while. I mean, look: i'm young, i'm pretty damn lucky financially, i have classes and a job that i love, i've never really been in pain or had to work hard in my life, everyone i love is alive and healthy.... wow. i better soak it up before i'm old, fat, overworked, and all my friends and family are dropping like flies. Or before i die, whichever comes first. Something to keep in mind, my friends...
~Jessica
p.s. when in god's name will it be summer?