gah.

this year has been a riot. i got mass amounts of partying in. fell in love, fell out of love, missed someone. missed loads of people and that will continue to happen forever. hurt myself, hurt someone else. cried, laughed, so much awesomeness has happened this year. what the hell is going to happen next year. truth be told. I'm scared. I'm really scared for grade 12. all that applying for universities and scholarships. and a whole year of doing fun things with your grade only to all depart and go separate ways at the end.  it is quite intimidating. but what's even worse is that this time next year, I'm going to be packing my bags and getting ready to leave, to leave far away from home for long periods of time. to eventually leave home permanently. its all coming way to fast. i reckon second semester its going to really hit me. hit me so hard that ill fall over. when i think of the future i can only think of the stories my mum tells me about how she lost contact with all her high school friends but one. how they all moved on and forgot her and how she forgot them. i understand that we now have Facebook and Google+ but 10 years from now are you going to remember me.and am i going to remember you?  but that one that she stayed in contact with was her best friend. will i keep in contact with my best friends. or will i be to busy with my own life to pick up the phone and dial their numbers. and if i do, will they be too busy to answer? who knows. i guess all we can do is hope for the best. meh. wish me luck. and good luck to you!