I AM FIFTEEN YEARS OF AGE TODAY

As of writing this today is May 11th 2026. My fifteenth birthday. I'll be an adult in only three years.

This feels so strange, as if I shouldn't be here. I think Covid fucked me up because I do NOT feel fifteen. I feel like a twelve year old compared with some of the other kids my age. Yet with around kids older than me (Like seniors and juniors) they all say that I'm the mature one??? I mean I do really good in school (Like all A's and a B rn I lied abt my grades too..) and I'm discribed as "responsible" with some of the things, like gardening club.

Although one of my friends treats me like I'm five and I'm basically the jokey immature goofball friend in my group. I don't mind being the goofball friend! But I absolutely HATE being babied. I do not care if you're six months older than me. You can jump. Please do. But anyways this is about me being fifteen years old so like... Yeah...

So today I went to school and you know, everything was whatever. People told me happy birthday, my friends gave me birthday punches, it was okay! Then i got home and got a sewing machine!! I always wanted one since I like doing little sewing projects every once in a while! So I get some food and I have a thingie tommorow for my nails! I went to marching band practice for the parades, and now I'm here, typing away on my computer!

Below is the sewing machine I got today! I hope I can make a lot more things with this since hand sewing has seriously hurt my hands...