So close, to graduation, to my 18th birthday, to finally moving out and going to college and making my own choices; and I’m excited and terrified at the same time. I’m so ready, ready to be done with this last painful semester of high school, ready to go see and do and try new things, ready to learn that I can take care of myself, to some degree, ready to discover who I am, to continue discovering who I am, ready to maybe fall in love.

Ahhhhh.

Here I am, Tuesday afternoon. I have a scant half hour of internet time, then (if my sister Caroline doesn't wake up from her nap) an hour of writing on the computer in  my brother's room. And I haven't posted on ApricotPie yet this month, so here I am.

Who am I?