Peter Pan's got it good

Its hard to believe that in exactly one year and 3 months i'll lose all my freinds, probably never to see them again.

Oh, why? Form 5.

So soon i'll soon be going to have to choose which college, U or course i'll be heading for. But i know i'll be in form 6 first. Yeah. Stupid. But i have to please my mum. She has this thing about wanting me to choose my vocation when i'm matured enough. She doesn't know i already have that it mind. And you know what? It doesn't involve academics. I'm matured enough in that way, with a healthy (or unhealthy, whichever way you look at it) dose of idependence. But that's just me, i guess. I wonder about all the other generations of people leaving school and heading into unchartered waters.

I suddenly feel for them, partly because i'll be feeling the same way for myself very soon.