Peter Pan, where are you?

So it's my last week of being a teenager. Crazy, I know. I'm not sure how I really feel about it. I mean, I'll love it when my family can't dig at me because I'm not a teenager anymore, but that also means that I have to grow up even more and make grown up decisions. I haven't been doing very good at that lately. . .
It's crazy thinking that I only really have one major decision left to make. Who to marry? You have no idea how much that terrifies me. I'm just a little kid and the next major step in my life is to get married?! Where did my childhood go? I want to go back to the days when I could play Lion King or watch the Parent Trap all day with Jill. I didn't used to have to worry about work, paying for rent, or how to turn that really creepy guy in my class down. I didn't track my days by when my assignments are due or when I have to take a test. If I accidentally slept in, I could always count on Mom to wake me up and get me to school. I could dance whenever I wanted.
Blast growing up!