eighteen

i remember i had a birthday ticker and awaited my 18th birthday impatiently, and i'd tell my mom everyday that passed "only 2 months til my birthday"..."only 3 weeks til my birthday" ...."dun dun dun! tomorrow's my birthday!" and when the day finally came, i woke up and ran on to my mom's bed, with bursting anticipation and yelled while everyone slept & said, "im legal!" and of course, being the "runaway" child that i am, i told her, "now if i leave the house one day, you wont be able to call the cops on me cos im a legal adultttttt" hahaha. i also remember driving down arabia st. and my mom was driving, and i said, "...hey, i just realized...I COULD GET MARRIED RIGHT NOW IF I WANTED TO!!" and in my head, i thought, 'booyah! cant tell me what to do now, can ya!' and even so, as my mother, she still could haha. but now that i think of it, instead of thinking 'oooh, now i can buy my own ciggarettes' and not have to bum 'em off somebody, or being able to get piercings and tattoos, or things of that sort, the first thing that came to mind was marriage haha, too bad same-sex marriages aren't legal yet :((((( booooo! but now, look at me....im almost nineteen! in 2010 i wont be a teenager no mo'...
FUCK YOU TEENAGE YEARS!!!!!