last week.

 This week is my last week of school before I have a study break and an onslaught of written exams. It still doesn't feel real that it's all over, probably because I'm more focused on my German oral exam on Thursday but still... this is ending.

It's so surreal because graduation is the end goal of what I've been working for since I started school - almost thirteen years ago. There were times when I wondered if anyone could actually finish school because my life always felt static, like it never happened until it did. 

I put in an application to the only uni in my state that offers a bachelor in screenwriting (boy was that stressful) and am waiting to hear back. In two weeks, I turn 18. I'll appreciate having more independence but fuck is the transition scary - especially breaking it to my dad that I'm planning on staying with my mum full time. Oh well, these things will come.

How am I dealing with all of this? Of course, I am hand-sewing a garter to attach my flask to so I can smuggle alcohol to the precious few event I have scheduled before I'm legally allowed to drink.