So on August 17th 2012, unfortunately, I turned 17 years old.......against my will.
I was born an old lady (as in: "Get out of my house, it's getting very late and I don't like sleepovers," or "Oh great a party.....what time will it end? I gotta make sure I eat my cereal and skim milk at the exact time I usually eat my cereal and skim milk..."). Therefore, I only grow more concerned as I age furthermore by the second.
I am NEVER going to be 16 ever again, and no matter how much I hope for 16 to come back, it simply never will, just as Robert Pattinson will never get back together with Kristen Stewart (one can only hope). I cannot truly sing the song "Sixteen Going on Seventeen" anymore unless I sing Rolf's part.......and I do NOT desire to be Rolf. I deserve to be Liesel Von Trapp with her pretty dress, god dammit!
(Obviously Youtube didn't have the actual clip from the movie.)
But...then again, I at least try to convince myself that although I am growing up, it's OK if I transition out of my Liesel stage and into a Maria.......right? But, minus the nun part. Maybe I should instead sing "I Have Confidence"....more so than I usually do.....ugh, so many show tunes in my life.
But I do want to enjoy 17 and junior year as much as possible without dying of exhaustion....I should become a coffee drinker.
Ew. Gross, coffee is for old people.