I am not entirely certain what I make of today being my last day as a teenager.
It's something I can never have again, you know? And while a lot of it was dreadful, and while I barely fit in with teenagers anyway, I'm reluctant to let it go. It's been part of me for so long, in a strange sort of way.
It is amusing to think that my thirteen-year-old
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But yes, I agree with you! (Um. In theory.) I suppose I sort of just thought it would have happened by now, or at least some inkling that it could happen would happen, but... as I tend to be very intense, I probably am the sort who does not fall in love easily.
(Also I would love for both of us to have only kissed each other, if only for the silly enjoyment of learning how together.)
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Also I know lots of people who like all the things that you describe as out of the way. My friends made construction paper moustaches over spring break to wear around the house. You'll keep on finding them. :)
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And thank you! ♥
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(And I forgot to add "superb sense of humor" to the list, clearly! ^__^)
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That sounds like an excellent plan. :-D
I got to the end of this post and thought "yep, Jo's going to be okay". As says more articulately, you have a good head on your shoulders (and equally importantly: a good heart!) and will make the transition to your twenties pretty well, I think.
*hugs*
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