If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied I have about a month left of high school. I will turn 18 and graduate in the same week. I can not believe how quickly this year has flown by. These 4 years. And illuminate the 'No's on their vacancy signs, I have consistently been at the point of tears for the past few days, and all for for no apparent reason. I don't think I am stressed about anything, and I know that I'm not sad. Maybe I'm just crazy. If there's no one to guide you when your soul embarks, I have 3 months to get everything together and psyche up for life at LSU. I so don't want to do it. C'est la vie, eh? At least I'll have my friends and family for another year. I'm finally learning to let go. It will be good for me. Then I'll follow you into the dark.