I am officially done 11th grade. I think it's safe to say that my childhood is over. Done. Finnito. Come fall I will be beginning my final year of high school. Oh and you know what else? By this time next year, I'll be done, DONE highschool. Forever... Now what comes after high school? Post secondary institution that's what! I know, I know people my age think I'm crazy because I have my life mapped out. Adults in my life think it's brilliant. But me? I think it's terrifying. The rest of my life is descending on me at a rapid pace. I mean sure, I've been handling myself and my diet for years. But if we're being honest here, I suck. I've been trying really hard to get clean, do a better job. But come next fall... I won't even be in the same province as my dad. It's kind of a scary thought. Is it just me or does anybody, or has anybody ever felt this way?
Hasta La Vista.