happy birthday to me

so i'm seventeen.
you know, you always hope that you'll feel older when you wake up on your birthday. but you never really do. i woke up with the feeling that i have the potential to be older though, so i guess that's something. i also woke up with a really sore jaw, because i smacked myself in the jaw last night with a perfume bottle. bummer.
but no more bummers today! it is a day of joy! a celebration of life!
and i'm going to see spiderman!