I've been feeling really shit lately. Did you ever want to slow down or just stop time altogether? The day is approaching faster than I thought possible and I just keep getting more upset. I'm sinking into this feeling off sadness,it sits in my stomach and tugs at my brain at any chance it gets. Only 8 days left before the inevitable. I can't sleep,I just keep thinking about it. I wish it never had to happen again. To remain the same for the next 60 years would be a miracle. I keep thinking I should just ignore it,pretend it was never going to happen. I never thought I'd be one of those people to be so upset by something as trivial as aging. But there it is,pushing itself into my mind again. I keep getting laughed at,told it doesn't even matter. But this is how I feel. I don't know why. Shit.