Life In My Head

I think life is best in my own little world. I see things in my own way. I laugh at things when others can't see the funny side. I think this is a good thing. At least it's some kind of reassurance that I'm my own person and not just part of the crowd.
I'm past the first big thing of the year. Big Day Out. It was good. I think it could have been better, but it was still an amazing trip. It was my first trip away unaccompanied. Just a friend and I. No parents. No teachers or other group leaders. I survived. I'm proud of myself for doing that. I had everything organised, I paid for all travel and accomodation, I did it all right. Go me. I congratulate myself. Top act of the day was Lily Allen for me. We were third row and she was a very class act.
The trip of course made me think a lot about myself and where my life is heading, and let's face it, I'm growing up. You know how parents say it seems like just yesterday their child was crawling around playing with blocks, as they help them move out of home? I feel like that. It doesn't seem so long ago that I was just a kid, playing with my friends. Money was only needed for sweets. No worries other than falling over and skinning various body parts, which I did have quite an amount of experience with. Now I have to start thinking about money to get me through university, and even deciding where to go and what to do for uni are big decisions. I'm bigger than I was as a kid, of course, but the world seems even bigger now. It's like it grew as I grew. More options and possibilities appeared each step of the way. I could be terrified by this, and sure it'd be nice to be a kid with no worries again, I think I can do it. I'm excited for the last year of highschool, and then uni and living away from home, and then bigger things past that.
I think I've rambled enough. I'll continue thinking in my head. Life's good there. I should know.