Was also the day my parents decided I was still their little girl. And I was always 7 to them. And will always be that way till i'm 50, or find a man that would take me away from them and liberate me of the jail that I am in.

I've heard it all before.

You will know how it feels like when you have your own kids. yada yada yada yada.

Give it a rest already. I'm old enough to take care of myself, and I'm old enough to pass judgement on what's good and what's not.

I've not taken drugs...yet..and I can drink really good thanks to the training received since young, I don't smoke..yet...and I'm a bitch to deal with if you're trying to court me.

So why not let me drive around? Instead of consistently having an 'observer' i.e. my mom, to suffer in the torment of my excellent driving skills which they do not trust at all.

Mystery is all when you are growing up. I feel that this is not the end.