When You Are Seventeen But You Aren’t Janis Ian.

6 Mar

When you are seventeen you can absolutely slam dunk in an improv show. (This is especially true if you have been doing it since you were fourteen and watching it since you were four.)

When you are seventeen you can get accepted by a high-powered university. (Whose name alone stops most adults dead in their tracks.) And you can be proud that you do this by working hard and being yourself instead of resorting to some bullshit, mostly fun, with just a smidge of community service thrown in life adventure (vacation) at the last minute just to beef up your college resume.

When you are seventeen you can look forward to a summer filled with farewell dinners, lunches, really juvenile parties and (insert special event here) for so long that some people will have been in college for two weeks before you get to the last one.

When you are seventeen you can stay out past midnight if you call home around eleven and say you’re having a swell time with your pals.

When you are seventeen sometimes your family will get really quiet around you and will try not to get caught staring because they miss you already but know it would be inappropriate to show it as much as they feel it.

When you are seventeen you are in the catbird seat, you luck out!

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One Response to “When You Are Seventeen But You Aren’t Janis Ian.”

  1. SiouxP March 6, 2012 at 7:19 PM #

    Emma is certainly in the ” catbird seat” and has been since she exploded on planet Earth! John remembers when you told him that Emma persuaded everyone in her class to talk like pirates. What do you say @ someone who coined the word ” brablems”.
    Lol, Sioux. 🙂

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