As most of you probably know, my 16th birthday was about two weeks ago. I had a blast. I got a bunch of presents including a cell phone, so I was pretty excited. My dad also took me out on my "first date." (That's what the picture shows, haha I don't know where I get my dork genes from. I love him :) ) It was tons of fun, he took me out to dinner and then over to the Carrie Underwood concert. I loved it. The Friday before my birthday, my mom and friends threw me a surprise party which was great, and then we flew to Texas on the day of my birthday. It was a fun couple of weeks. Although I loved it all, I do not love my age. I really can't comprehend the fact that I am 16, and in only 5 years there's a chance I could be a married woman. Ahhh...5 years ago feels like yesterday to me, and it was only about that long ago that I imagined myself a "big teenager." I thought I would be taller than a 7th grader, weigh a lot more, "develop" more, :) and I certainly thought I would be a million times more mature. I don't even WANT to be this age either. I know most teens would slap me for saying this, because for a normal person it's what they wait for their whole lives, but I'm not eager to date or to drive. I loved my "15 year," and I guess what I'm saying is that I'm not ready to move on.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Questioning 16?
As most of you probably know, my 16th birthday was about two weeks ago. I had a blast. I got a bunch of presents including a cell phone, so I was pretty excited. My dad also took me out on my "first date." (That's what the picture shows, haha I don't know where I get my dork genes from. I love him :) ) It was tons of fun, he took me out to dinner and then over to the Carrie Underwood concert. I loved it. The Friday before my birthday, my mom and friends threw me a surprise party which was great, and then we flew to Texas on the day of my birthday. It was a fun couple of weeks. Although I loved it all, I do not love my age. I really can't comprehend the fact that I am 16, and in only 5 years there's a chance I could be a married woman. Ahhh...5 years ago feels like yesterday to me, and it was only about that long ago that I imagined myself a "big teenager." I thought I would be taller than a 7th grader, weigh a lot more, "develop" more, :) and I certainly thought I would be a million times more mature. I don't even WANT to be this age either. I know most teens would slap me for saying this, because for a normal person it's what they wait for their whole lives, but I'm not eager to date or to drive. I loved my "15 year," and I guess what I'm saying is that I'm not ready to move on.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Whitney, I feel SO.....bad that I did not call you, I knew that you were going out of town and I meant to call you when you got back...Will you wever forgive me? I can't believe that your 16.WOW!!!! and a cell phone...AWESOME, now you can call your FAVORITE aunt who didn't call you on your birthday..I miss you and love you so much. You are a beautiful young lady!
dont forget to coment on other blogs!
luv you!
I forget there is such a thing as a blog. I loved reading yours tonight----only two months late. You are so adorable and I think my son is one neat dad!! Don't grow up two fast honey. Bud and I will have been married 5 years in June and I cannot believe what the next five years will bring. Lots of graduations, missions and WEDDINGS! I can't bear to think about it!!! I am feeling lots better and will be calling you this week to plan a birthday date!!! Better late than never I hope! Sure do love you honey!
Post a Comment