Eighteen...

Who would have thought that turning 18 would be this emotional. 
I cried last night because I couldn't believe that today was actually going to happen.
I cried during lunch because my mom wrote me the best note ever.
I cried after school because I got to see my favorite seminary teacher since he was transferred to a different school.
I cried when I got home because I read the second note my mom gave me, the note my sister gave me, and realized again that I was going to be OFFICIALLY an adult. 
Like holy crap. 
So basically all I did was cry today. 


It's not that I am getting older, it is just that fact that so much is going to be happening so soon. College and my whole future is a matter of months away, and this birthday just made it so real. Some days I feel ready, but then most days I don't. It has happened way too fast and I am not even close to begin ready. 
There are still so many more memories I want to make before I go away. So many things I have to do. 
GAHHH!! 
As you can tell I am basically freaking out. 


But on a good note, today was just a fantastic day. Slept in, saw my favorite person in the whole wide world (who gave me a pretty stellar gift), saw Brother Porter, got pedicures with my mom and Sophie, and had the best pizza for dinner. Such a good day. 
No moral for this post. Just simply information and venting.