Monday, April 20, 2009

Suitcases and travel bags.

Alrighty, this post is like an obligatory last few hours of being 17 post. (imagine dashes in between all those words.)

So while I'm typing this, I have The Beatles - All My Life playing in the background.

"There are places i'll remember.
All my life though some have changed,
Some forever not for better..
Some have gone and some remain..
All these places have their moments.
With lovers and friends i still can recall,
Some are dead and some are living..
In my life i've loved them all."

Yea. I suppose in a few hours time, I will have to accept the fact that I will no longed be 17. I have always been sort of in-denial about turning 18. When people ask me how old I will be turning this year/I am this year. I always say, "17." and my mom will be like, "technically, you're 18." but yeah. I'm sort of afraid about turning 18. 18 makes me sound so much older, like when I'm 18.. there's the couple of things that will be expected of me. ( I think I'll be writing something like this when I turn 21 as well~ hahaha)

What have these 17 years of living taught me? How much have I changed in this 17 years? What is being-18 going to bring me? So many questions. But these 17 years have been good to me :) Sure, I complain. But I'm so blessed in all sort of ways. And I know that. I've got people who love me. I have everything I need and more. I have enough on my plate, I have a wonderful place to live in, a super soft bed to sleep in every night and an excess of clothing apparels and shoes for me to wear.

So, I guess I should be finally looking forward to being 18 now. Time to let being 17 go. Time to be more mature (HAHA AS IF) and less procrastination (HAHAHA AS IF x2) and learn to be more appreciative of my life. :)

Does this make any sense? My english is horrid today.

Lovelove!
Amelia! (:

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