The thought just struck me.
I'm going to get older.
That thought tickles me, but it also makes me sad.
I wont be seventeen forever, I wont be a teenager. I wont have all these teenage experiences.
I wont be so mad one minute that I'll slam the door and then the next minute I'll be crying, apologizing. I'll be in Relief Society, the Single's Ward, College...Primary, working a job.
I wont be able to do all the things I can do now.
I'll probably be moving out, on my own.
I just never realized that I would grow up so fast.
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Goodness, TELL ME ABOUT IT!!! I only have about four months till I'm eighteen and nearly three till I graduate... I don't know whether to be excited or scared about the future, and when I'm not sure which to be... I eat chocolate. :) Makes everything better.
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