Young Writers Society

Here I stand on the eve of my birthday. Finally, I'm about to rise up to the ripe age of...17? Who ever heard of one being excited about that age? It follows the year of attaining a license, yet rests before the year when one is officially determined an adult by society. No sepcial priviledges come along with it unless you count the whole r-rated movie thing, but face it, who has really been denied entrance to a film of that rating when they were sixteen? I know I haven't, therefore I see no point in rejoicing over this age boost.

On the other hand, one could view it as being a year closer to becoming an adult. I can only imagine the feelings I will experience once I reach that. One year closer to being able to contribute to society. Sure the average teen contributes to society, but atleast at eighteen, your voice has a bit more of an impact. I guess this year will be full of anticipation, but I'm willing to suffer through it and enjoy.