2014, the year I become what "America, the Brave" deems adulthood. I can hardly say that my 18th birthday will be one that changes a lot. Even so, I find myself waiting in anticipation for the ability to buy things I don't care about, and join a club that I won't join. More so, I find myself thinking of which friends I'm going to see walk away from where I currently call home, and which ones I'm going to still be calling my friends by the end of 2015. Every day seems a little bit longer than the day before, but when I find myself trying to reminisce about the past the time seems to have flied by. The funny thing is I heard someone I have lost say these exact same thing when he was my age. What's great is with everything that's happening, so far this year has been my best. I don't think I have ever been as happy as I am right now, and it doesn't look like something bad is coming up to change that. By this point I have already jinxed that, though, so I'm probably going to have to write about how horrible everything has gone since the last post I made pretty soon. Honestly, only one thing comes to mind when I try to think of something that could make me happier than I am now. I guess I'm going to have to wait until I'm 18 to get that, though. She's worth the wait though.
