I feel so old, and quite frankly it's scaring me how i'm becoming an adult so quickly. Last year, i had no worries about what to do after high school, or getting a job, or anything. I had occasional babysitting jobs, and that was it.

Now, i feel like i'm in a movie. Where, you only see bits and pieces of the day, and everything spins by so fast. School doesnt seem like school anymore. I feel too old to be there.
I have a job now, I'm working at Old Navy in Providence...that really makes me feel old. My heart still feels like a little kid, and the kid is being thrown into an older body that is getting ready to go to college, and i cant even imagine what else.

If you want to know what it's like to be me...you might as well not try to know. But i'll see if i can spell it out for you.

The other day i saw a picture of me, sleeping on an old couch with my favorite blanket..the exact same one i still use. The picture was dated 10/24/00...(weird, i know...i saw the picture on the 23rd)...but anyways..in the exact seven years between that picture, and now...i cant even figure out what has happend...I've moved from Washington State, to here. I have a new home, and a new school, from which i am graduating. I still remember the day in first grade, when i realized i had twelve years of school ahead of me...It's such a scary realization. i feel like i'm still sitting on the floor in that classroom, counting on my fingers up to my senior year.

It is only in the past two days, that the two sides of me--the side of a confused young girl, starving to find her purpose by writing stories, drawing, imagining, and the side of a young woman turning even older--have finally blended together to form the soul that decided to write this. And now, a semi-put together version of me, has figured out.. that i'm still figuring it all out.