i got put on an 8:30 curfew cuz i was an hour late getting home from Grace's house. 8f***ing3o! that's a 3rd graders curfew. my mom doesn't want me to have a life but she wants me to be able to grow up. how can i grow up if i can't be myself and take care of myself? besides i can't see Grace all the time so when we get together i don't want to leave. i hate being under 18 cuz that's the magic number in this stupid country. i swear i'm going straight into collage and getting my BS.