Stay seventeen.

So, the worst day of the year is officially over (but as this blog is at i-don't-know-where-in-the-usa time, I guess it will still post this on August, 12th). Yesterday was my birthday (and don't tweet me saying 'Sorry I'm late but happy birthday to you', it's useless). No, I don't really like it when it's my birthday, haven't for some years now. There are many reasons:
- I have to talk to people on the phone, which I hate.
- I have to talk about me, which I hate even more.
- People who know when my birthday is post a message on my Facebook and then random people I don't even talk to wish me a happy birthday as if they have always known when it was. It's useless seriously, either you know when it is and you send me a text message/email/tweet me or you shut up.
- People who I love and whom I expect to remember my birthday, don't.
- Usually I have to go out to have lunch/dinner with my whole family (have I already told you that the persons in my family are putting on their fake smiles and pretend not to bitch about each other even though that's all they do when they don't see each other?) and I can't leave earlier because well, I'm the most concerned about it. But I hate having to go out. My computer is cool.

So, I'm seventeen now. I like that number. It's the end of the teenager me and the beginning of the young adult me. It scares me a little bit but well, it's life. At least I won't have to deal with people who judge you by your age - which, by the way, is completely stupid. There are 21-year-olds who are worse than 13-year-olds. But it's still life... I sure do have regrets but I'm mostly proud of what I've done and what I've become. Not so long ago, I still had my mom's ideas and opinions instead of mine. Disagreeing with her is probably the best thing I've ever done in my life. And I feel sorry for my sisters who are just like her, narrow-minded persons. My life has been great so far. I've seen most of my favourite bands live (but still not THE band), I've fallen in love, which is the best feeling ever. I've also had my heart broken more than once but it was totally worth it. I've met some actors from the Harry Potter cast, I've had wonderful trips with really great friends, I've had the greatest giggles and above it all I've been able to learn a foreign language and I almost speak it fluently. I'm scared of the future because I have no idea what I want to do for a living. But I guess everything will be fine, it has always been.
I got my Pottermore email on my 17th birthday. I feel like Harry motherfuckin Potter, except that I'm not eleven anymore (gosh, I would love to be 11 again, just for one day). But now I'm allowed to do magic when I'm not at school :D (kay, who am I kidding?) So, this kinda brightened my day.