Curfew:

2 a : a regulation enjoining the withdrawal of usually specified persons (as juveniles or military personnel) from the streets.

Juvenile:

1 a : a young person
2 : a young individual resembling an adult of its kind except in size and reproductive activity: as a : a fledged bird not yet in adult plumage b : a 2-year-old racehorse.


So, as one starts to read this you can clearly see what has been replaying in my mind recently.
I have a curfew. How old am i? 19. Soon to be 20 in less than two months. (oh and by the way in case you haven't heard, the legal age for becoming an adult is 18...see above statement) Which when i read those, i comprehended that i do not apply to any of those what so ever. A little rediculous to have a curfew...and my parent's only two reasons are: "Joy, i don't see why you need to be out that late anyways?"..."I don't want to have to stay up late every night and worry about you!" Its not that i want to stay out late every single night, it is just the fact that when my friends are hanging out on a weekend late at night and i want to hang out also it would be nice to actually be able to hang out with them instead of interupting..."umm, hey chad i need to get home..." (not that he minds at all, but i feel bad because its such an inconvenience for him) So no, i am not going to stay out late every night just because i have no curfew. that is not the reason. And yes i can understand the worrying aspect because its what moms do...but mom, if i were away at college it would be the same ordeal. How would you handle that? you can not worry about me every second. you need to let me go, and now would be a good time...please! not that i do not love you, and appreciate that you worry about me...however, its gonna happen sooner or later, better sooner...then later.

By the way...you want to know the real reason i would like to have no curfew...
So you could actually treat me like an adult. (an adult?!!? yes mom, i am one of those now)
Maybe let me grow up some. (grow up...no, you have to be a kid forever!!)
Let me make some of my choices for once.
After all, that is how we all learn right? getting out there on our own. making our own choices and learning from them. Growing up along the way.

So maybe according to those definitions alone you will change your mind.
Or maybe on the fact that i would really love it if you did!!! =)
Or maybe just the fact that i have become more responsible, i am an adult now, have been for almost two years, and i have been asking you the same question for two years. Could you please listen this time? i mean really listen and comprehend it. Listen to me not as child, not as a sixteen year old girl...but as your nineteen year old daughter who is asking you to let her grow up. and start her life as an adult...please. with this one little step.




a: a fledged bird not yet in adult plumage.
(this definition could be used in a poem somewhere...)
"...the fair maiden sits quietly in her room
a fledged bird not yet in adult plumage..."

-although itd be quite hard to find a word that rhymes with plumage.


b: a 2-year-old racehorse.
...yeah thats it! my mom thinks im still 2 years old and she keeps me locked up, under close supervision, and very disciplined like a racehorse!! hah. figured it out.