Aging

Today, I got a ride from someone in the same grade as me. This is not a novel experience for upperclassmen, but it was pretty weird for me. I was walking with my friend to his car, when he pointed out that his mom was in the passenger seat. I was perplexed until I remembered that all of my friends either can or soon will be able to drive. Six months from now, most will be fully licensed. This isn't happening for me anytime soon. Because I skipped a grade, I'm several months to a year and a half younger than my peers. The Class of 2011 will be a distant memory by the time I'm licensed. Until then its either others, or my bike...