I'm sure theres plenty of other newschoolers out there that feel like theyre living life in the really fucking fast lane. I've been living the high life since graduation like a month ago, going to parties and jams and taking drugs so casually it kind of creeps me out. Leaving this life behind and settling down and working a real job (not this fast food shit i'm rolling on now) is such a wack concept. Thats my parents, not me, what the hell am I going to become. I go to UVM in the fall for engineering and that could be what I'm doing the next 40 years of my life. Why the hell am I even posting this lame ass dear diary shit. Peace I'm going to try to sleep but the colors wont stop moving.