Happy Birthday, Molly!

Today my sister is seventeen. And that makes me old. I may be only twenty, but the fact that Molly is now seventeen makes me feel like I must be much older! That's crazy. And Molly turning seventeen means that I'll be twenty-one later this year. And you know, they only want you when you're seventeen. When you're twenty-one, you're no fun. Sorry, it had to be said.


I think seventeen is probably one of the better years for most people. I know it was pretty awesome for me, and I know it was my other sister, Hannah's, favourite year too. There were so many things that happened when I was seventeen; they may not have all been good, but they certainly made it a very memorable year. Two of the best things? Graduating is obviously up there... and number one was definitely our band trip to California. That was still one of the best times of my life.


But, enough of my experiences as a seventeen-year-old. That's the past. As for the present, happy birthday, Donk!