This is it.

Well, it's the end. The very last trip. Once more up the Trent-Severn then it's off to the real world again.

I'm scared. No jokes.

How is it that I will be able to do the following:
-Survive my parents
-Pay my OSAP
-Live the life I'm used to
-Do the things I want to with zero income
-Still be me

I don't particularly enjoy the idea of becoming an adult. I've been fighting it since the beginning of last year. It's not a fun idea when you think of it. Responsibilities, real jobs, and who knows what else it will bring. I'm not ready. I'm not mature enough for it. I want to hide in a hole and wake up and be 17 again.

This whole thing is just being brought into focus even more with my 23rd birthday coming up. Ewww, 23. It sounds so old. 23. What were my parents doing at 23? Dad had a 2 year old, Mom was a manager of a hotel, and even Ami, Keri and Mel were all situated well in their lives.

University only delays the maturation process...

I want to go back to that. It can't really be time to move on can it?

Changes, I've never been good with them...