The joy of my new stereo is being stifled by my parents’ noise restrictions. And it is being suffocated further by my realization that I will be obeying some sort of noise restrictions for the rest of my life.
Senior Soliloquy (Part deux)
The change that I’ve been waiting for has finally happened. Although this is what I’ve been waiting for, it means a departure from more than that brick-walled prison. It means a departure from all of the people I’ve known for the past few years. It means a departure from familiar surroundings. It means a departure from my adolescent, teenage world. As we left this other world...
My Mother in the Morning.
Dad: How are you doing my sweet, good-looking wife?
Mom: What do you want from me?
Anybody over sixteen without an ulcer’s a goddam spy.– J.D. Salinger, Franny & Zooey