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my birthday is this coming wednesday and i'll be 23. i feel really weird. i remember when i was turning 16 and how cool it felt. now i have nothing to look foreward too except cheaper car insurance, a possible wife and kids, a career, a house, fancy car, and so on and so on. i remember when i was turning 16 i was for sure gonne be a fucking rock star with bitches crawling up my legs pouring booze down my throat, getting my pole polished by 3 chicks at the same time, and wearing some of the most bitching leather pants this side of goth town. DAMN what a dissappointment. however, that doesn't mean i have to stop my reign of terror. i can still get wasted and burn down buildings right?? i hope so. i have seen three different paths from most of the people i know. 1.drink themselves into oblivion. 2.go to college full time ignoring party time and everyone else to get that wonderous career (note my sarcasm)3.work full time to start your life. doesn't sound really that cool now does it? doesn't it suck that most of us can't find any other options besides the obvious. i think it is because we all live in flint and i dying of boredom. so i think it might be in our best interest to just say fuck it and move out somewhere. but we are still to lazy to do that even. there are exceptions to every rule however. yeah i know you said it i'm rambling on and on now. i guess i should stop. see ya.