In 2 weeks I'll be in grade 12 and after that Uni, and after that med school/nurse/pharmacy? I feel like I have my whole life planned out or story boarded but at the same times it so uncertain. Sometimes I plan for something to be so great or to go a certain way but its never the case.

It annoys me so, I planned for my perfect life with independence, headstrong, will and doing whatever I please. Then, a part of me say you just might end up as a beloved pet of some guy who keeps you caged in the house and you'll be perfectly happy that way. I don't want to end up wasting my life doing nothing - yet here I am wasting it.

I wanna do something great, something with legacy, something that will make me immortal (not actually). I wanna help people, I wanna make a difference in someone's life.

But when I see myself and the whole universe, I'm pretty small. Makes you wander exactly how far "love" can go. Eh, what am I blabbing, maybe I need sleep.