Where did the time go?

I'm in my fifth week of college, That's unbelievable. When did I lose those days? I know I lost my weekends to alcoholic parties, but every day seems to rush by and, I hate to admit it, but I'm scared.

I'm really scared.

I had this plan for my life. I was going to go to uni in london, train to be a youthworker and have a family, then be a politician.

I don't think I want that anymore. I'm going to move to New York and be a waitress. Or Saint Petersburg. Somewhere that's not here.

I need to get away...