Today is my last day of being 15 years young. Yea. I actually don't know if that is a good thing or... not. A part of me holds back for the past, digging for the memorable things I have done. For the past couple of weeks, I fear growing up.Thinking about it: Growing up means, more responsibility. This also leads to the question: "What to study or what to do with my life?" I cannot picture myself working -The worst part of all.
But nevertheless, all the memories will be with me. Forever. Love life.
But nevertheless, all the memories will be with me. Forever. Love life.
Lovely blog! Ah, don't worry about growing up - who says you have to? And don't worry about not knowing what to do in life just yet - I didn't know a couple of years ago either, and I'm sure you'll find something you'll love to do soon! Have a lovely sixteenth year. X
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! I feel better about it now. I have a feeling that i will figure things out xD. Thank you again! xoxo
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