I thought I'd detached myself from this already...guess not
So the summer is officially under way, and I know I should feel happy and all but all I can feel is this dread. See, with summer here, it means next school year is just around the corner. Oh, but it's not the school that I'm sitting here freaking out about, it's the fact that after that school year I will be forced out into the world whether I am ready or not. I assume by now you can guess which way my feelings sway towards. Have you ever had that sick feeling in your stomach right before a project is due or you have some type of event where you just sit there hoping you did everything right to prepare but knowing you must have messed up somewhere because it just feels terrible to think about? Well, I'm kind of feeling like that. I'm not supposed to be a senior yet. Seniors are old. I'm not old yet, nor will I be very soon. blegh. To those of you who feel like you will be ready for the world or even are now, I applaud your confidence. As for me, I think I'll just go hide in my room and study and practice, pretending that the end of life as I know it isn't so near.