Ain't it fun?

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We impatiently waited. Cried, whined, and wimpered.

Wishing school would be over, wishing our teenage years away. But suddenly, here we are.

In the real world. Everything is so real, nothing is like before.

Nothing has changed with your family, they are going to stay put.

But you? You will be moving out, into a new terrain.

Now you only want time to stop. Now you realize how dumb it was to wish away your highschool career. 

Now you whine, and wimper for time to pause. But, it's life. 

Ain't it fun? 

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