Back To Kindergarten

Being a teenager is the strangest thing. We do funny things, sleep in bizarre places, make the biggest messes, attain money in convincing ways, talk with the loudest tone and wear the most unusual clothes. Yet, would I trade my life for anything? No I really wouldn't.

I am not looking forward to having to share my room for the entire summer. It wasn't my idea and I do not support it. She doesn't belong here. I can't tell her that, she won't listen to me. She's stuck in the middle of an identity crisis. I fell out of mine awhile ago. No longer am I clingy-she is.

24 hours of entertaining her will drive me to my death. Sharing my friends, my room, my closest, my family, my house can easily become to much. I'm a first born, a terrible sharer. Maybe I need to go back to Kindergarten and learn.

Will I survive this summer?