When I was 15 I couldn’t wait to be 18 eighteen, I was so excited, because I thought life would be easier, I made an idea in my brain what life was supposed to be after you become old enough to drink alcohol in bars, when you are allowed to be a part of the night life, when you are responsible to pick the right party to govern your country, I thought I would know it all by then- have all the answers and that prized freedom. I had a plan, a master plan, stupid me, because I thought If I plan  ...