As you may or may not be aware, I recently celebrated my seventeenth birthday.
In the midst of my wild, extravagant birthday celebrations -
– I had a sudden epiphany:
Being seventeen is actually kind of shit.
If you think about it, every other teen year is accompanied by some kind of privilege or adult responsibility that brings you closer to becoming a fully-fledged adult in society:
But at seventeen, nothing happens. There is no feeling of internal change, no emotional explosion, no rights or privileges bestowed upon you because you are now at an age where you are considered mature enough to handle them.
I feel like I’m in purgatory.
However, not all is lost. As I am a creative, intelligent, and above all, sensible individual, I have used my head and come up with the perfect solution to the problem.
YES :D I vote we all get magical powers at 17. That would be AWESOME!
ReplyDeleteI concur.
Delete