Just yesterday I was five years old, playing with my cats and eager to start kindergarten. Right? Right?!
Just a few hours ago, I was swooning over my first crush and running around on the playground.
It was only a few minutes ago when I got into middle school and felt like I never fit in.
It was only a few seconds ago when I entered high school and finally felt like I belonged. It was seconds ago when I got my first real boyfriend, and I was dancing with him at his senior prom.
How can this be? How can time go so fast as a child and so slow as an adult? Why do we live our childhoods wishing to be older, hurrying the memories along, only to regret doing so years later? How can I already be a senior, already be past homecoming, already looking at colleges, already waiting for my own senior prom?
How have I already watched my friends graduate and pass me by, barely to hear from them again? How can I be graduating in eight months and leaving all my friends behind?
Was it just yesterday that I took my first steps?
Was it just yesterday that I got my first kiss?
Or was it just yesterday that I was delirious in bed, pondering about how all the time has passed me by, leaving me cold and empty inside?

How can it almost be over? I feel like it's barely begun. My time here isn't done yet. I haven't nearly had the time I was supposed to have. Come on, give me a time machine. Let me have one more year. Just one more moment. Let me go to my first football game. Let me go to my first Winter Ball. Let me go visit all those moments I missed out on because I thought they were too lame to waste money on.
Can I have another junior prom? Can I go to Collin's senior prom again? Can I watch another graduation before having my own? Please just let me watch them walk by in their caps and gowns instead of harassing me to buy my own. Please just let me get lost in the music and good times with my friends. Please don't kick me out yet, North Penn. I'm not ready to go...