Despite the fact that I am now 6 months in to my 18th year of life, my mother still treats me like I'm 5. This morning I went to a doctor's appointment and my mother insisted on coming in to the appt. with me. While we were waiting I was like, Mom, after this am I going to be able to go to the doctor by myself? and she was like, we'll see, because you don't tell me what they say. I was thinking; you don't need to know every freakin detail ... if there is something wrong, you'll know! GRRRR. Clearly my "mommy" isn't going with me to college (I think I'd kill myself if she did...) Will she then finally realize that I'm capable of fending for myself? AHHHH

Immature people have no place in my life ... so to whom it may concern: regressing back to freshmen year my work for you, but not for me. And all I have to say is good-bye and farewell.