What Was I Thinking?

When I was 15, I was a brat.
I remember there was a night when I stayed out until 5am at a bonfire. My dad kept calling me and I kept yelling back into the phone and cutting him off. I argued that I was old enough to be responsible for myself.

Here I am, 2 months away from being 21, and I'm already under the covers. It just turned 11. I don't want to be responsible for myself. Someone come help me brush my teeth please.