Things Going Through my Mind as an 18-Year-Old Girl with Two Months of High School Left

"Do I really need to go to school today?"
This is so real. What sucks is when you have one important class every day and one mediocre class every day so you basically have to go every day or die. It's good stuff. 

"The only reason I'm here is because I have three friends and there's an attractive boy in my class."
Because even though it's kind of an important class, let's be real, the only reason I'm there is because friends and boy. 

"I hate all of my clothes so much."
GUYS THIS IS THE WORST. Essentially, every day, trying to decide what to wear, I want to wear the thing I wore the day before yesterday because it's the only outfit I even remotely like anymore. I seriously like only two outfits. And on A days I only have to be in dress code for one class period and then I have yoga, so really what is the point of even attempting to make myself look nice? There is no point. Just wear the same outfit every day. Good plan. 

"I have to start thinking about what to write in people's yearbooks."
Maybe this is just me, but it's already going through my head and I'm honestly a little worried about it. This is my last thing to say to some people, you feel?

"What am I even going to do in June?"
Does summer even exist when you're old? Because I'm pretty sure it's just like the rest of they year. Like, you wake up, you go to work, you come home. Wooo, yeah. Partay. 

"I should get a real job soon."
Oh geez. I need an adult job. Oh my gosh. Life. 

"I'm so tired of high school. I just need to be done here and go to college. "
I mean, when you've been here for four years, it gets old. Obviously. And I personally really dig it when things change and new stuff happens, so four years of no change is rough. I just want to meet new people and learn a bunch of awesome crap and explore new places and be awesome. But there's also this "oh, I'll never see some of these people again and that makes me sad and I won't see my friends every day and I'll have to do adulty things all the time and I'm not ready to be old yet." And that also is really dumb. 

"Please don't make me go to college and live on my own."
And then this happens.  Where will I live? Who will I live with? How will I buy food? When will I buy food? WHAT AM I GOING TO EAT? Will I get enough sleep? What if I fail college and become homeless? (I'm fully aware that these are not entirely rational worries, but they're real, man. They're real. I hear buying your own toilet paper for the first time is a really scary experience.)