Well Kiddies, We're Growing Up.

Just think, We're in our Senior Year of high school, where we'll be finishing up our required learning, where we'll be having parties, going to graduation and ultimately leaving our friends that we spent the last few precious years of schooling getting to know and adore.

Think, Next year, we'll be legal (well, most of us), Able to vote, able to take care of ourselves, no longer needed to be tied to our families unless we want.

Then Theres the issue of college, now that is something to ponder... There are many things that can happen in college.
-You'll be away from your family in a dorm, never knowing the next time you'll see them again.
-You'll have a roommate, more than likely someone you have never met before, and theres always the chance this person will be your complete opposite.
-The more than likely chance that you'll have a job, having to balance your school life and your job so you'll be able to pay for your living.
-Classes, and in these classes a whole slew of new people, professors, and no attendance requirements.
-Then theres the people, people you'll have never met before staying in your classes, being an important part of your every day life. What will you do? Will you chose to make friends with these new people, will you go up and introduce yourself, or will you sit back in the class and let them come to you. Perhaps you will try to block off these new people.

and before these college issues, theres the issue of getting into college, to applying, and the dread that most people face, thinking that they'll never get into college, no college wants them, and if they do get into a college it'll one you don't want to go to, none of your friends will be there, as they'll be off doing better things with their lives than hanging out at a lowly college.

There will be fears, there will be tough times, but everyone will make through it, though that is a very optimistic way of thinking about it.

I guess all I'm trying to say is that, we're growing up, We're no longer going to be children, we'll be living, breathing, working(hopefully) adults. And we'll just see who will make it through.

-Peace, with 217 days left until I turn 18, how about you?

P.S. It's Strange... I have thousands of pictures in my picture folder, yet none would properly express my mood at the moment.