By the time you’ve reached my age, everyone has had that horrible dream The one when you wake up sweaty and screams. Dun-dun-DUNNNNNNNN----- It’s the dream where you’ve magically become your parents. You do the nagging and the screaming and you are a huge lame. As the years in college come and go, I realize that more and more my parents’ views and mine are becoming a bit too similar. From choosing an off-campus apartment, to planning the next 2 years of my life, I have come to realize that my tactics aren’t exceptionally brad new. “Oh the horror!” What takes the cake is, I’m a bit sad to say, that my mom and I have more than one of the exact same things in our closets. If that’s not scary crazy than I don’t know what is. I guess its not all bad, I mean obviously she has style, and being more responsible on my part is always a great endeavor. So, maybe the dreaded nightmare isn’t all that bad at all, just an uncomfortable dream. I guess.
Bottom line: maybe its not so bad?
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