someone please tell me that this is everything that I'm doing wrong.
Its only another 20 days till I'll be steamboat sauce in Malaysia.
Anyway, I've only got another week left of school.
On Monday, I'll have to wake up extra early for a Biology breakfast thing with everyone in my Bio class (that's nine of us), grabbing bites to eat at Cafe Vamp then hurrying off to Bio to dissect a mammalian eyeball.
Yeah, I have my whole life planned out.
You know what I hate?
The feeling that life is just rushing past too quickly.
I really don't want to leave this part of my life, this underage stage.
I don't want fake IDs, I don't want alcohol, I don't want clubbing.
(Yeah, this where you huff and stare at me like I'm a dimwit.)
I don't really want to turn eighteen.
Its too old!
I do want to go to university, it still seems so far away.
So far away, always.
But now I realise that I have to start putting my applications in by next year.
This depresses me.
