Seventeen. There's something magical about it. Life is starting and from this vantage point it looks like one day I'll own the world. I'll see everywhere, meet everyone and experience everything. When you're seventeen you are beautiful and ambitious and love life. I just hope my seventeen is everything the girls on the cover of that magazine have and more.
I feel so good. So loved. My darling friends threw me a surprise party! It was so perfect and I had absolutely no idea it was coming. I know it's horrible that it took something so classic and huge to show me how much my friends love me, but I was so reminded of that love yesterday. I can see now that I don't have to let them go to find new friends and new experiences. I can love them and keep my old life, I just have to balance the old with the new. No more clicky eighth grade mentality for me. I'm seventeen! I can do anything I set my mind to.
Today I filled out college applications and I'm in the process of finishing my summer reading. The reality of senior year seems to have come with my Here-I-Come-World mentality. In a year I will have moved into a college dorm and will be adjusting to a whole new life. And I'll be an adult! I can't wait for the new adventures and possibilities. At the same time though, it's a wee bit frightening and sad to leave behind my little safe hometown. This is senior year, a drawn out goodbye, one last childhood hoorah before we part ways to the sparkling futures that await us.
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