Future Plans

Heyo Guys!
                   I have something to tell you. This happened a while ago but I thought I might as well say it now. I applied for college. (dun dun DUUUN). It's kind of weird and a little scary for me because I always saw myself staying in six form and putting up with whatever options I think I'll do best in. To be honest I  thought you went to six form then college then university. Im stupid.

It was so weird thinking let alone going to a college in less then a year. It was kind of scary to think about growing up and actually moving closer to university and dreaded adulthood. If you're wondering here are the options I've chose (but can change if I really desire):
-BTEC Photography (obviously)
-BTEC Art
-BTEC Preforming Arts
-A-Level Film

The only problem is, I still don't know exactly what I want to do.  I'd love to be a film director (as shown by my options). But I am so scared of losing my intelligence. I love physics and would love to be an astrophysicist or at least an A-Level in it, but I hate maths and could never do it at such a high degree. Ugh so stressful.

So I think I'm sticking with my options, because the arts is what I love the most. If any of you want my advice when you're not sure what to do with your life, do what you love.

In other news, on Saturday the college invited a load of people my age to go to a restaurant and have a free meal with them. I went with Fandom and we both met this really lovely girl, so it was really cool to meet some new people. 

However, this lad I was really good friends with in primary school also attended this meal and came over to say hi. Being me, I nervous drink to keep myself occupied while they're talking about. So he asked me what school in going to and I was mid drink, sipping through my straw. The suddenly...

 I spit all over him 

I had my mouth a little open at the side (that's a really bad description) and the water went through my straw and shot out of the small gap in my lips; all over him. I was mortified. I instantly burst out laughing in pain, I wanted the universe to open a black hole under me. So, I stay with my head in my hands, half laughing and half crying, for like 2 minutes. 

Then to make matters worth he shouts at me. He repeats "Which school do you go to?!" and I try to speak but I'm still dying internally from spitting on him but manage to reply. Then he's leaves. He just walks of and sits even further across the restaurant from me. Real confidence boost, thanks mate. 

Anyway, what are your plans for the future, if you have any? What's your dream?

Take care. 

Little Old Me, logging off my Little Old World. Xxx