13, A New Chapter

Another year, another birthday.

Happy Birthday to the person who still acts like an eight year old around her family and friends.
Happy Birthday to the person who'll always take pictures of little things to stick it to her journal.
Happy Birthday to me.

Last night, before I turned thirteen, I experienced the little things I didn't experience before thirteen. I experienced singing and dancing in the car with my older friends like weirdos, walking around the city when everyone was at home, sleeping. And when the clock pointed at 12, I felt like a whole new person.

I realize that birthdays aren't about the parties that you plan and gifts that others give. While I was sitting in the car at 12 AM, I began to realize that it's all about the little things that can make your birthday like a grand ball. I realize that it's about the little things in life, the cherished moments and the weird dancing.

Who knew I would realize those things inside a car at midnight?

I know that life won't become easier as I age, but I'm ready for the responsibilities. I'm ready to step in, to have more adventures. I'm ready to take a step further in life.