Aight-teen

Jan 12, 2009 21:46

Oy. What a day, week, month, year, lifetime!

I can't help but reminisce constantly in my mind, like some never ending uncut film roll. The laughing and crying blurs together, the set changes, but the story is the same. One huge sitcom, that touches on all the issues without being melodramatic and is able to be humorous without the laugh track. On this special episode, the director aims at capturing my shocking self realization. As I stare into the opposing mirror, I realize how lucky I am to have such understanding friends, friends who cheer me up or smack me upside the head dependent on what I need at the moment. Bridget was right. Seventeen was a year to remember. My pending adulthood is right around the corner, I sure hope I am ready to roll with the following punches that may be headed towards me. I am always told I am a bit hard headed, well I guess it's the puncher's hand that's gonna be hurtin'.
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