Slow down, you move too fast

I was thinking last night that after Tuesday, I'm half way done grade 12 and I only have 5 months left until life as I know it is over. So for about half a millisecond I was like sweet, I'll be done high school! Then a little wave of panic rushed over me and said "oh wait Katie, you're terrified of change. You don't even want your parents to paint over the wall that shows how tall you were when you were 10." And just writing about this now, I can feel that knot in my stomach return.

I am so set on leaving, because I want to experience what Jeff and Sarah and Brynlee and Emily and Nick and everyone else who has left me to go to university is experiencing. But I decided I am going to cherish what we have left of highschool anyways. However stressed it makes me, however annopying teenagers can be and however many times I say "I can't wait for this to be over" Because my friends, this is supposed to be the best year of our forced-education-life. Although, grade 10 was bumpin' so it's gonna be hard to beat that, but with all my dudes and brahs and such it should be a wild one. My last 6 months of childhood shall never be forgotten!

Lets get drunk.
jk...