The View from 17 and other Melodrama

    It occurred to me today, that in exactly one week from today I will turn the ever promising age of 18. For mos t high school students, turning 18 is the main event, the big moment where they are official adults. For the average girl turning 18, this is their moment of passage into the world of womanhood, parties, and more responsibility than they can handle. For them a big event, for me it will just be another day marking my life of uselessness.
    I am a 17 year old that is unlike others. Not that I am special, but that I am the exact opposite. I have no high school job except for a bus route where I watch children once a week. I cannot drive for the fear that I will die if I do. And I have NEVER, not once in my entire time as a teenager been invited to a party.
    This is not to say that I don't have friends. In fact, I have many, but they all few me as an "old person". Too responsible, not reckless and crazy enough for their exciting lives. I am often being told that I remind my friends of their parents, which is of course not a good thing. Somehow I managed a personal life for the longest time though. I had a boyfriend of whom I thought was the world (a grim mistake). We dated for four whole years, and then he cheated twice, once again because I am boring. Some time passed and I am now with another boy by the name of Cody. Cody has been my long time friend (since we were two, in fact) and he has always stood by me, I hardly deserve him, but I am glad to have him.
Regardless;
    The view from 17 is not so wonderful. I am a senior with no college plans "undeclared", with a cat, a fish, and two dogs, sitting in my bedroom typing on a laptop. I have dreams and ambitions that I rarely follow through with. But there is this. I have promised myself to blog every possible day. If no one reads that is fine, if someone does that is equally as good. But as it stands...this isn't looking so good.      

           bvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv   <---the cat typed this up for me while she stretched on the keypad. Somehow I think she is trying to be supportive. -_-'



<--- Dinner....Rice with food dye...yum...Cheese and Bread. I wasn't very hungry at all...