Rushed...

So, in October, my best friend, who is freaking out about college already even though we're only sophomores, dragged me to this college fair at the local community college, where there were at least 300 high schoolers, easy, milling around, looking at colleges, getting information, blah blah blah. Then in November I took the PSAT and, well, I must've gotten a good score because now, good Lord I'm getting at least an email an hour from college admission offices...I gotta say, it's kind of freaking me out. I mean, should I be answering these people? Should I start worrying about college now, with just two and a half years left of high school? I mean, how do I even figure out what I want to do with my life? My favorite thing in the world is to read, and, well, ha, I don't think that's going to get me very far in life...I just don't know. My best friend would be over the moon about this kind of thing, but I'm fear-frozen inside, like I'm being rushed into something I'm not ready for...I don't know what to do, and I'm not necessarily asking for advice, but, I mean, I'm just sayin'...