It has recently occurred to me that I have six days of lessons left in my life. This wouldn't be an issue if it hadn't also occurred to me that I am hugely unprepared to become a functioning member of society. I have to life in the real world. And make new friends. And join clubs outside school. And work.
I have to earn money to live!
As you may have noticed, until now these things seemed like a part of my distant future. The plan was that I'd just waft through life and everything would just somehow fall into place; I'd simply progress into the world of work with the ease of a fish learning to swim. It was going to be wonderful.
And now it's a bit scary. I'm not going to university this year- I'm taking a year out to work and gain worldly experience. I always thought this was a great idea because, when I graduate, I'll be far better prepared to take on the world then most of my peers! This idea still stands, though first I have to somehow survive 10 months working with people who are on average 20 years older then me and who all have an innate interest in what they are designing. I can't even use photoshop- how on earth am I supposed to take on 3D manufacturing programmes?
Despite all this, it is exciting. While I lose the comfort of knowing I have somewhere to go back to after every holiday, I gain the excitement of not knowing what's going to happen every day. I might not be quite ready for the world, and it might not be quite ready for me, but I'm coming anyway. Whether I like it or not.
Over and out.
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