The end of one more year

I just finished my two exams and my junior year and I'm off to my senior year in late September.

I have so many wishes for next year:

1. Have a kickass party when I turn 18;
2. Learn how to drive and have my drivers' license;
3. Finish school with a 16 grade (in a scale from 1 to 20) and graduate;
4. Get accepted in the Uni I want;
5. Spend a whole month next summer, preferably during the football World Cup, on a roadtrip with friends.

God, I'd love to do number 5. Eighteen, fresh out of high school and driving around the country (or more countries), stopping in a typical café to watch every football game, cheering with Portuguese scarves and flags on my hands before crying my eyes out when the goodbyes come rushing before Uni starts. Only five specific people are needed for this.

Next year the title will be "The end of one more milestone" due to graduation. I can't believe I'm less than one year away to turn eighteen, it's surreal. One year I'm running around my school in 5th grade shouting "We're BFFs!" followed a few days later with "I'm not your BFF anymore!" and the other I'm graduating high school. Sigh.

- Lo