I'm Kate.

I'm sixteen and a senior in high school.

I try to stay positive, more so to help out other people around me than myself.

I care more about what God thinks of me than I do what you think of me.

I'm a colorguard captain at my high school, and I will probably keep doing guard even after I graduate.

I only want a few of my friends to ever read this.

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Right now, I'm terrified.

I have 150 something days left of high school left.

After that I'm going to......

EFF.

Hopefully go to West Georgia.

Hopefully march some drum corp this summer before college.

If I don't march dci this summer than maybe I'll spend a few weeks in Nicaragua.

Hopefully figure out what I should major in and spend my ENTIRE LIFE doing.

That is such a scary thought. That basically I have eight or nine months and then I am completely out on my own for the rest of my life. That I'll be my own person. That I have to start being fully responsible for myself and possibley grow up.

I'm sixteen. I make stupid decisions on a daily basis. I'm supposed to have a basic idea of what I want to do for decades and decades of my life NOW, and where to go to school to be most successful for what I want to do.

Basically: I just jumped into the ocean during a hurricane, and someone popped a big hole in my floaties.