Too Much

So I came home late for three consecutive days. The latest being at 1 am and that was on a Monday morning when a certain friend made a certain late movie booking. It wasn't my idea to arrive home late. I can't believe she's so insanely preoccupied by my timings. She sms me at 8pm if I wasn't at home already. Asks me when I'm going home. She doesn't stop there. Then she probes and interrogates until she completely humiliates me in the company of my friends. Gawd...I'm 21 years old already, I know how to take care of myself. Why doesn't she trust me? I've never been in trouble with the law. I don't go clubbing or mixing around with bad company. I don't even have a girlfriend so nothing *you know that stuff* is happening when I'm out.

I've heard this joke on a TV sitcom(Titus). The comedian makes a statement, "Being a teenager was the worst 31 years of my life". (SOBS""") That is oh-so true.