Look Out Future, Here I Come.

Today is the day that my boyfriend and i have been dating for officially 8 months.  Time sure flies.  It got me to thinking about how fast time really does pass us by.  I mean, I catch myself all the time saying "last year" when speaking of my freshman year.  I'm at the end of my junior year!  That definitely was TWO years ago!  And I've already taken my ACTs for the first time, my ceremony to receive my class ring is next week, and my junior prom is only three weeks away!!  And not to mention, i'll be 17 this upcoming July.  Dear God!  When did i get so old?  Pretty soon i'll be graduated high school and moving on to college and starting a life of my own.  Gee...myself out there in the big world on my own...seems kind of scary.  I'm nervous.  But also excited.  I'm ready to kick start my career of a very successful tattoo artist and move my butt to LA, California.  I have very specific expectations for myself, if you haven't noticed.  A strong, independent female individualist has to.  I can't just be allowing myself to just get by.  I want to make something of myself.  And i'm going to.  Art is a cut throat business now-a-days, but i can make it.  I'm ready to get out there, start kicking ass and taking names.  Mark my words, I'll have my own parlor one day.  Be sure to look it up in the near future.