Reflections

Sweet Seventeeth. What's so sweet about it? It feels like just last year when I had that party, the limbo, the high jumping skills. That was great times. So much pure innocence and laughter.

But now, its 27 Nov 08. And tomorrow I'm officially going to be seventeen. Yes I know it's not that much difference compared with good ol' sweet sixteenth, but what have I actually done this year?

1. "Chairwoman" of youth group?
2. Screwed up all my exams so my NCEA and school record will forever haunt my memories
3. Made my parents basically become my slave, dropping me off to hiphop, piano, kumon, baddy, youth group, Church, work... sighhh done nothing for the house except wash dishes 24/7
4. Become such a bum. A complete and utter bum. It's really no wonder I've become so slack.

Honestly. In summary, this year I've achieved nothing. Like nothing. Maybe I've made a few more friends, but in the end I feel so empty. What's the point? I've let my parents down... So incredibly bad.

Sweet Seventeenth? Yea sweet.