Feeling better..

Not that, of course, any one cares, but I'm feeling great. Sorry for getting so whiney, but it was all pent up and then suddenly I went BOOM.
Dance class is enjoyably easy and... boring. The thought that repeats itself every few seconds is: I already know this. Probably the only thing I DON'T know is how to spell all the french. But oh well. It's just preparing me for the grey area of high school, right?
Speaking of which, can you believe we're that old already? Oh my God. It's frightening how fast I developed from an awkward tiny little six grader to a slightly less awkward and slightly less tiny high school freshman. I don't know, but I feel like time's running out. Sometimes when I wake up at 2:00 in the afternoon, I'm filled with an irrational panic and a little voice is saying "you won't be able to get up late or have someone cook and clean for you in a little bit." The voice immediately comes back as I get out of bed saying "You're not ready for that. You'll never survive on you're own. You forget to do everything and you get bored to easily you're-" Right about then, I tell the little pessimist to shut the hell up.
It IS scary though, but that makes me want to take advantage of being a wild, hormonal, irrational teenager as long as I can. I wanna act stupid and reckless and go to awesome parties and dance and sing and laugh. I wanna be with friends and not worry for a few hours what the future holds for me. I think that's basically the point of being an adolescent. NOT knowing and not caring too much that you don't know.
BTW, I'm planning an outing to the Midnight premier of Eclipse on June 30th. Call me and let me know if you wanna go, because you need to get your tickets in advance.
So, go forth and be crazy while you can!
Love,
Vikki <3