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Originally posted by USFstudent:
June 2nd, 1979
Yeah, i had a mini crisis about birthdays since i was 18, don't get me wrong i was excited, but 18 ment i was no longer a "child" now i was a young adult, 19 was a yeal older then 18 and not a very special number at all, 20 sent me crying for 48 hours because i was no longer a teenager, 21 ment i had noting to look forward to anymore. Yeah, my car insurance went down lets party. (not).the way i see it, there's nothing good after 16. you have a car(freedom) you have your parents supporting you, you might dabble in some part time work but it is nothing really difficult, and you don't know the beginning of school work yet, you still have plans to change the world and be someone, your spirit hasn't been tarnished by someone with manager in there title b/c they can't belive they have spent 20 years in the position and is still makin 30 grand a year.. ah the good life, john couger meelancamp had it right. hold on to 16 as long as you can.
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OK, that doesn't make me feel any better about getting any older. I'm panicy enough as it is! My thing is that I have an excuse now. My mom says, "Why do you want your tongue peirced?" (Or any other 'young' type thing.) I can just laugh and say, "I'm just being young and dumb - I'll grow out of it." When 20 hits, I can't do that anymore. I
like that excuse. I don't want to have to think up another one.
Allie
