Signing Away My Childhood.

Today was an interesting experience.

Work. That was normal.

Drama practice. That was normal.

Meeting with the guidance counselor at Jefferson High School. Not normal.
At 2:00 today, my mom, dad, and I went and had a meeting with the guidance counselor at Jeff. We were asking questions about the Vocational, or "Jobs" program. I gave them my information, and I will most likely be attending Jeff part time next year.

I'm terrified.

After that, we got food. Normal.

Open House at the Christina Training Center. Not normal.
We arrived, got a tour, then information about the school itself. Gave my information, signed on the dotted line.
What this means is that starting June 9th, I will be at CTC 8:30-4:30, Monday-Friday. Starting in August, I'll only be there four hours a day. I will graduate with a cosmetology license around the same time I graduate from high school.

In the words of my mother who so thoughtfully expressed what I did today, I "signed away the rest of my childhood."

That makes me very sad. I freaked out a little bit. I'm scared. I'm excited. I'm hoping I'm doing the right thing. I'm concerned. I'm sad. I hope I'm ready.

Childhood, I'll miss you. But don't worry, I'll visit as often as I can.