Day 18: make a wish

I've always been a firm believer of wishes, magic, the tooth fairy and Santa Claus. Call me childish, but that's kind of what happens to you when you have this banaynay crazy imagination. Also I've been raised with Disney films and fairy tales, received moolah under my pillow for molars and has had gifts in sacks from Santa every year. I may not look it anymore, but I believe. Still believe.


Turning 18 shouldn't be a huge deal. Age is just a number, that's what everyone says, and hey it kinda really is but just a number.


I've been reading February Flowers and this quote from the book just seemed perfect for my coming of age:

"When you're out alone, you need to make deciscions for yourself. Don't always expect other people to understand and approve of your choices in life."

- February Flowers; Fan Wu

I like being 17, it's a cool sounding number. One of the coolest sounding ages ever. There's 12 and duh 13. 15 because 14 is lame. And then when you get to say sweet sixteen, just because. So yeah. 17 sounds awesome.

Being 17 taught me a lot of things, got a lot of memories to add to my crazy list. Some funny, some emo (as always), some really painful and some I'd rather forget. You go through life sometimes taking it too seriously, forgetting that there's always more than just that one moment. That there is such thing as regrets, but these are important because even if you feel miserable or feel like the worse, or maybe even haunt you for the rest of your life. But whatevs, man. It's what you do after, because in the end all that's in the past and everyday is another chance for you to make things right. To do things your way, to live the way you want.

Living with this fear of not being accepted for who I was has always been something that's haunted me since I can remember. I was that emo kid, I was this weird girl who did nothing but draw all the time. But to heck with what people think of me, right? I am my own person, and people may not like it but this is me. So touche to your asses all you haters. Today's my day.

I have this habit of making 11:11 wishes. So I made my last 11:11 wish as a 17 year old.

Here's to another year filled with adventures!

- >:) 

p.s.

I'm going to regret this in a few hours. This. The whole staying up late!  =)) Cramming my creative resume. Putting this down, so just in case we actually survive and there's a 2013 then my future self will laugh. And laugh.