I would like to take this time to memorialize my teenage years as it is the last day I will be one. I suppose if I think about it, I've come a long way from glasses, braces and acne; my cracking voice despite my apparent attempts to try and lower it so as not attract laughs when called on in class; and driving to school freshly licensed to show everyone I was growing.
This past weekend, I went in to get my license renewed and I felt old. It's still going to have the red strip that warns lazy bartenders I'm not old enough to drink, so I guess I still have some time before I join a water aerobics class or get myself a pair of orthopedic shoes.
But if this were 1981, I could be getting married tomorrow. Think of that!
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