What's going on?

I don't even know what is going on around me. The blandness of my days is killing me. The thought of living in San Francisco is running further and further away from me. Senior year? doesn't even feel like it. I feel like I am already not a teenager and im not even 18 years of age. I feel as though I should be let to do more things although i wish I couldn't as well. The thoughts fluttering in my head about relationships, girls, guys, people, no one, fake, wants, needs, restrictions. When does it end when does it begin? Or does it ever begin? I can almost hear that song. You know that song when you walk down that long footbal, field to sit down and wait to finally move that tassel to the other side and finally say the most cliche thing ever " we did it class of 2010" but it's all worth it right? because we really did do it. we graduated. we sat through the 55 minute classes 5 days a week 10 monthes a year for 4 years. the tests, quiz's, book reports, essays, projects, vocab tests, flash cards, text books, detentions, saturday schools, gross cafeteria food, plays, choir concerts, rallys, football games, dance concerts, p.e. finals, governement glasses, math, english, bio, AP, honors, cp, standard. we did it. all of it. so whats the next page? lets just wait for that day. until then i will be waiting here at my desk for that change for the last few strides of being a teen, the last tears, the last days, until june when we all say those goodbyes and part. till then i'm here. waiting.