as we resume our story...
we see our young heroine, sitting outside enjoying the lovely spring day. she talks to her friend on the telephone, she is laughing and enjoying how simple and wonderful life is right now. she finishes her cigarette and goes back inside. as she makes her way to her bedroom, she glances out the window and sees that her mother's car is in the driveway. oh dear.
i think that's all the explanation necessary.
again, again, again...the realization hits that..I AM SO GODDAMN LUCKY MY PARENTS WERE HIPPIES AND HAVE WEIRD IDEAS ABOUT CHILD REARING.
i have also agreed to "cut back" so as to not stunt my growth (which is, naturally, what my parents are so worried about).
[applause, for the irony that is life]
i think that's all the explanation necessary.
again, again, again...the realization hits that..I AM SO GODDAMN LUCKY MY PARENTS WERE HIPPIES AND HAVE WEIRD IDEAS ABOUT CHILD REARING.
i have also agreed to "cut back" so as to not stunt my growth (which is, naturally, what my parents are so worried about).
[applause, for the irony that is life]