I leave in 17 days.

That's how old I am.

No, that's how young I am.

But I'll be 18 soon.

Maybe I'll celebrate by not having any friends and hating my room.

Maybe I'll celebrate by making new friends and being content with my surroundings.

I have so much to buy and so much to pack.

Where are my friends and why am I not spending as much time as I can with them?

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