&Then they feel the need to post on Facebook about how shitty everyone else is.
While you work 12 hour days, I’ll be going to college. Have fun working for $10 an hour for the rest of your life.
Not so much better than everyone else now huh?
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&Then they feel the need to post on Facebook about how shitty everyone else is.
While you work 12 hour days, I’ll be going to college. Have fun working for $10 an hour for the rest of your life.
Not so much better than everyone else now huh?
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I was so damn excited to get the hell out of high school.
Now, I’m terrified. I don’t know what’s about to come my way. EVERYTHING is going to change.
I’m moving out.
I have to make new friends. (I suck at that.)
I have to learn how to be a freshman again.
I have to figure out my way around an entirely new and GIGANTIC school. No, not a school, a college.
What the fuck? I’m going to college? There’s no way that it’s already been four years since I started high school.
I was so ready to fly, now I want to stay. I’m becoming afraid of change.
How am I supposed to grow up so damn fast? I don’t know how to live on my own. Like REALLY on my own.
What if I can’t stand my roommate? What if my roommate can’t stand me? What if I fail all of my classes? What if I total fail at life in college?
I don’t know what I’m doing. &I keep trying to tell myself that I’m not the only freshman going into college, there are millions of other kids out there that are in the same boat as I am, but I can’t help but feel alone because everyone around me is so ready to go. &I’m so ready to stay.
Senior year was the funnest year, despite my bad attendance, Saturday Schools, bad grades, no motivation, I had such a great time with my friends, and I wouldn’t have changed one second. I grew up a lot, and I learned a lot this year. I’ve made big decisions and learned how to stand on my own two feet.
I just hope I can keep my balance through this rough road ahead of me.
Wish me luck.