Otherwise, we would be constantly thinking about our grades.
In class, the bell rang.
"What college are you going to?
What program are you thinking about?
What kind of career do you want to pursue?"
The teachers asked.
The same questions every time.
Every girl in my class knew what they wanted to do.
I wish it was easy to figure out what you want to do for the rest of your life at 17.
Everyone had eventually figured what to do due to the deadlines. I decided to go to a college that was near from where I lived. (My high school wasn't in my neighbourhood)
In March, I noticed that none of my friends are going with me to the same college; one got waitlisted.
And they are all going to the same college which is close to this school.
-oh don't worry, we'll visit you at your college
-yeah and you'll visit us there too
-I hope... it's gonna be hard making friends alone
-don't worry, you're going to be fine
-I'm not sure about that
i don't see them anymore
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Teen FictionThere's no time to think when you're always thinking that there's no time. train of thoughts about regretting and thinking of the bittersweetness of the past, trying to adapt in the present and learning to look ahead of the future i can't and don't...
