I'm almost not a teenager anymore, just five more months or so. And that's got me thinking. I've had more than a handful of people tell me this summer that I don't act my age, but older. Shane's told me a couple times that I act more his age than he does, and he's about to turn thirty. One of his friends thought I was at least twenty-five. I suppose this can attributed to the fact that I've spent all summer hanging out with people no younger than 23, since everyone my age left for their respective homes. And up until now I've quite enjoyed it.
But now I'm wondering if I missed something. Should I have spent more time acting like a teenager instead of rushing to be an "adult?" But then don't all teenagers try to rush growing up?
I don't know. I guess everyone has their own pace, and it's not liek i can go back and redo it. But some days I feel too old for my age. I want to be able to have more fun, especially with people my age. I spend too much time taking too many things seriously.