Sixteen Going On Seventeen

It's my last day - last hour being a sixteen-year-old. A sweet sixteen-er.
What do they call seventeen-year olds? Sexyy seventeen, or...forever seventeen. heh.

Reminds me of Edward.

'Seventeen.'
'How long have you been seventeen?'

'A while.'

This morning I was talking with M about this. She forgot and thought Edward was eighteen. I laughed so badly. Haha.

I have nothing much to say actually. Just wanna update my blog and make this my last sweet sixteen post. Woots.

School and homework = disaster. I'm doing homework on my last day of being sixteen and first day being seventeen. 'Welcome to life,' says M.

Oh and yeah, I celebrated my birthday just now, dinner at La Carrettas (hope i spelled it correctly.) a Mexican Restaurant. There was a big family beside my table which was celebrating a lil' girl's birthday too. The staff sang happy birthday for her. I enjoyed it although it's not for me. LOL. (Roughly remembers)..My dish was Quesadillas and I drank Margarita. =) Also, yum yum oysters. I'll not go into details. Too tired.

And I'm off to do my homework. Or maybe just stall for a bit.

-michelle, ps: i can still taste the oysters in my mouth. =)

'it's almost a week but the memory of you is still fresh in my mind.'