When I was 17, I was rebellious, had anger issues, developed ADD, unhealthy physically with my doctor saying I was so close being diagnosed with an eating disorder. But it was a good year I guess, finished high school so that was a huge +.
I expected it to be the best year of my life, as society and peers make it seem to be, though it wasn't that spectacular. I believe 17 is a "make or break" year which starts forming you as a personality. Only starts, I emphasize. As for appearance, I will definitely peak later.
17 I was going through a heavy scarf phase and was the most unbothered henny in high school. Paying the twinks dust so I could be an innocent mess in college
I was at high school and I spent my free time at Tumblr instead studying hard to get in a public and good university, something I still regret and I wish I could back time.
I remember prom that year too, where my gay friend went to prom in a dress and makeup and caused outrage, he even ran for prom queen but the school didnt allow him to be nominated
The first half of 17 I was finishing up my senior year of HS and freaking out over what I would do with my life after I graduated. I felt like everyone else knew exactly what they were going to do with their lives, and I had jackshit going on. I didn't go to my senior prom and felt like a loser. Then I graduated, and I realized life out of HS wasn't that bad. The second half of 17 I was going to college online and still not sure what the hell I wanted to do with my life. So basically I was a little lost duck
Same as I am now. But probably less of a bitch, not by much tho.
17 was a good age for me tho. I graduated (I had to kick my ass big time) and spent a wonderful few weeks with family I never get to see/have never seen.
