Unpredictable

I'll be 17 in four days, the 27th (send some love ba-bee). It has crossed my mind once or twice that I am not mature enough to be 17. Or at least I don't feel like it. Maybe I don't have to be mature at that age. Although I feel pressured to be. Big decisions coming up in the future that will most likely affect the next four years of my life after I graduate this June. Too many things to decide and I'm not mentally prepared to deal with it. Maybe it is because I don't want to grow up yet. No, actually I do (I'm fighting with myself haha. How incredibly sad). But I don't want to have to go through the picking and the choosing, and most of all the responsibility.

Next blog might not be until the begining of August. The 'rents are going to Vegas while I'm staying at the Gma's crib. Why am I talking like this?!?!

I have Jimmy Fallon's "Idiot Boyfriend" stuck in my head. "Hey baby you like fine cooking? Cause you know what? I got a swanson's dinner in the freezer with your name on it." Cause I know what you want, and I know what you need....