It’s happening….the teenagepocalypse.
I woke up the other day and realised that I have ONE more year of my entire life left as a teenager. One more year until I have no excuse not to be an independent, fully functional, self-sustaining adult.
I have exactly 330 days to do the stupidest shit possible before I turn 20 and I can no longer get away with it.
I CANT HANDLE THE PRESSURE!
To plunge me even further into crisis, I woke up the other day to the news that a girl in my year at school has just gotten engaged.
I don’t even have a boyfriend.
…Or a job…
OR ANY FUCKING MONEY.
What is my life?
Quick someone send me a university bucket list…
…and a life coach…
…and some vodka.
*Curls up in foetal position*
P.S. Am I really the only one who doesn’t know what the hell they’re doing with their life? Help me feel better, tell me about your life crisis in the comments below!