From August (never got around to posting)

So here we are again ol followers of ye, we've popped the cork on another long school year. But this year is a teeeeny bit more important. I am embarking on the final year of my high school education. That's right boys, I'M A SENIOR.
I have been dreaming of this day since I was a small girl, tugging my moms pleated slacks while looking up wide-eyed at her, starting the ever-ending rant about what I wanted to do when "I was a grown up." Time has flown by eluding me to the ever important question.

 "What am I doing with my life?" 

You see I have always wondered what I would do, what I could accomplish and now that I'm here... I honestly have absolutely no idea what I want to do. I can hardly think of what I want to eat for dinner, let alone pick one thing to do for the rest of my life. The past twelve years have all been a set plan for me, something I was forced to do. And now that I will soon have the responsibility of dictating myself and making my own decisions I'm terribly afraid I will make the wrong decision and end up ruining the next forty years of my life. You could say I'm a bit anxious but don't think I'm not excited.

There has been so many amazing chances and ideas I have tried to set for my life.