I am 17

Gosh I-AM-OLD!

I still remember when i was in elementary school, i read those teen-lit novels about teenagers life which mostly involved their lovey-dovey romance story. Most of the characters were 16 or 17. They seemed to be really busy during that age. All homonal issues mixed with adventurous day. Thus, it made me wonder what the 17th year of my life would be like.

Now im telling you, there has absolutely nothing of those happened during my 16th year of life until now which is almost 22 days after my 17th birthday. No extremely hot guys, no cigarret, no pot-smoking, no dating, let alone getting laid at some parties and i am competely grateful for that.

I am safe and on the right track. Eventhough i wonder sometimes what it would feel like to do what those adolescents did in novels. Still, here i am safe and sound. Completely hidden behind my strong wall of believes. But i do feel exasperated and bored like normal teenager despite knowing precisely what to expect from living in a boarding school on top of a hill in the middle of woods. I know and i am prepared.

But still, i cant stand the boredom all the time. Most of the time, i need some distractions or escape routes and i could always find it through books. Books and films. They are every boarding-schooler's best buddy. They help us killing time.

I dont know why i am writing it now. I guess i just need other forms of distractions. Books and films are okay. Music is fine. But for me, writing may do it too. At the moment, i am writing this story about a dilligent, ambitious but introvert girl named Rowena who falls madly in love with her spontanious, witty, carefreee bestfriend called Carrick. I know my English may not be a satisfactory, yet i am still trying to improve it.

Just so you know, i am writing this story as a gift for someone's birthday. One who showed me how to be brave in being myself. How to be confident and fearless showing what i believe. She taught me a great deal of life. Yet we fight and argue quiet often. You may call us the two sides of a coin. We have mostly the same ideas but different way in interpreting them.