Yesterday was the last day of work. I was feeling a little weird this morning– not bad, just feeling the change in the routine. A friend shared this with me (I don’t know the source):
GREAT NEWS !!!!!
I’m a Seenager. (Senior teenager)
I have everything that I wanted as a
teenager, only 60 years later.
I don’t have to go to school, or to work.
I get an allowance but they call it a pension.
I have my own pad.
I don’t have a curfew.
I have a driver’s license and my own car.
I have ID that gets me into bars and the Beer Store.
The people I hang around with are not afraid of getting pregnant.
And I don’t have acne.
Life is great!