It's my birthday today, and I am now seventeen. Yay! I still have a hard time believing that I'm actually seventeen, and that next year I'll technically be an adult. It's strange how fast everything can go, isn't it? Every year, time seems to pass more quickly. But, for the most part, I've enjoyed life so far; I'm not too worried about it .

Oh yeah, and I finally started writing something. Surprisingly, this story seems to be going somewhere. Maybe I'll put some of it on here....

Well, I'm feeling unusually energetic (birthday energy, I suppose), so I'm going to go now before I make this ramble on and it stops making sense.