Just turned 17 and it'll take a while to get used to

5 years ago today (August 28) I probably was fast asleep eager to party and open presents like every other 12-year-old. But I still liked to make a note of what changed since I was younger. Suddenly, I'm here. I have 1 year left of high school and I've still got a lot of growing up to do. I just don't feel like I'm 17, which is understandable because people say this kind of thing on their birthdays every year, but in 1 year I'm technically an adult. And there is NO way I see myself as one any time soon. To me a birthday is something more than just a day to celebrate - it's a milestone that makes me think about where I've ended up in life and how I've gotten there. But age is just a number in the end, because while you'd think getting a year older means you have to grow up a little more, you don't really have to. No matter what there's always going to be a kid inside me, reminding me of all the other "milestones" I've hit. It's important to look forward, yeah, but don't ever let the past escape you.

Oh, and cake is pretty sweet too.