Our last year.

     Our fist last day of school begins. We rejoice, in the fact that our last year of high school has begun. Most are thinking of the great times to come in the our last year, but our thoughts should be transfixed on the future. As of now we have been babied by our parents and the public school system. We believe we are prepared for the future, but once we enter the post secondary world, our optimistic attitudes turn to misery. We are faced with either paying an exorbitant amount of money for a higher education, and facing gargantuan debt. Or face a world of minimum wage and a life of deciding, food or shelter. In our last year, I look ahead, with abundant amounts of indecision. " Will I work? Will I go to school?" We stuck between a rock and a hard place. Parents laying on pressure to go to school. Not knowing what you want to do. Going to a good school. Affording a car. The lack of decision may be our downfall, but this is our last year, enjoy the babying will you still can.