So, I thought it was sure time to update my deviant. So here I am updating it, with a massive headache and an inpatient mind. Waiting for people I really don't want to come over to come over. Yeah, all because we have to do our project and they, two boys, have procrastinated. One never takes anything seriously..until THE LAST MINUTE. Yeah, I am annoyed. Maybe this is why I have a headache?
So back to updating this with important hoopla. I am now 17, getting ready to apply to college, though I have had no time to complete any yet. That and I drowned of fear. It's odd, I used to want to go to college so much, to grow up and become an adult, but now I am nervous of what's to come. I want to postpone it, let it take time. Allow myself to be a kid for a little while longer. Though my mind will always be part kid. My imagination will never desert me. I would never allow it. I am going to have a creative future, filled of art and new beginnings. A future filled of words, spell checks and openings. A future of love and hatred. A place where beauty and horrid, fight to win. It seems like too much for me. Way to much, I just was to create, and allow my dreams to be printed out for the world to discover. I just want to do what I want to do. I want to write. I love to write.
Oh, dear.


The future freaks me out.