It's my birthday on Sunday. I usually wake up one the day of my birthday, convinced that something good will happen that day. More often than not, it doesn't. I don't feel any different.
This year, though, I think I will do. I've suddenly got more friends to celebrate it with, and this new age will bring me priveleges I have never even thought of before. It's a bit scary. And its not only that - for some reason, this academic year, I am more independant. I feel older. I am older, really.
It's a wierd thought, growing up. It's so exciting, and every adult I know reminds me, but I'm scared about it all. Choosing university's and courses. I have been thinking about my future for years now, but this is it now. I need to decide. And I haven't got a clue where to start.
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