Released

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/05/31/opinion/31brooks.html?_r=1

It's true. High school is now over. No more finals, tests, anything looming. I just gotta return everything, and the world is mine. I can do anything with my time, waste it all, or use it productively. I can change my mind, stick with it, and everything in between. After getting my fill of sleep, what can I do though? I usually go about with homework breathing down my neck, the next pop quiz flashing through my nightmares. Between spazzes, the discreet exchange of words on chat, trying to somewhat bond with friends, but still trying not waste time. A guilty pleasure at best. But now what? Everything is said and done, grades are turned in, classrooms put back into order. Senior check-out cards have pretty much been filled out, and graduation ceremony gowns are ready to be donned. And now what. I have nothing to do with life. I am barely anything without regulation, and that's scary. It's harder than trying to live up to expectations, because I don't know where to start, never mind if I can succeed at making my dream a reality. And if the real world is that scary, I don't know where to start. It's gonna be scary taking my first step out there.