Hmmm...I never thought I would see the day - I actually hate being treated as an adult. Sure, my family had finally realized that I carry their last name and I am not being outcast-ed from decision-making activities anymore but since my adolescent years have expired, my responsibility meter has reached maximum.
Fact#1: I hate responsibilities.
Fact#2: Being carefree is actually easier.
I wish I could be a little girl again and play with my yo-yo and dolls without being scolded.
Fact#3: Children can actually get away with being childish.
I think I have serious issues. I need Freudian help.