To commemorate my Farewell to Teenagerdom, I give you this post:

What do we know about teenage Michael.
Teen Mike.
He was born 10/10/2002.
That seems too long ago, but remember, I've always been the oldest.
In numbers that is.
I never ever considered myself the oldest in categories such as age perceived by appearance or action.
I always did like to think that my little brain was ripe with a few months more of knowledge and experience than my younger friends.

For me, being a teenager meant dressing the part.
That consisted of wearing name brand shoes. From my multicolored chuck taylors to my vans to my nikes.
Typical but expected.
And the hooded sweatshirts. By god. It was just such a perfect fit. Complimented of course by my Jacket Green. (which I wore yesterday). And then there were the t-shirts. From plain colored to House of Pez, they were a prized collection. I would have to say that buying new t-shirts were one of my biggest teenage expenses.(Disneyland and Heritage aren't cheap!)
Then there was my portrayal.
I felt normal. Completely absolutely normal. So normal it wasn't normal.
I was the median. If you had one end as freakish and absurd then one to perfected and predictable, I would be exactly between the two.
If I had to pick a favorite year of high school(where the teenaging gets good) it would be sophomore year.
That was the year of Enlightenment. Cinematically and Literarily.
There was Wes Anderson and his movies that any self professed movie lover could immediately clutch onto as understandings in this imperfect world.
There was Dave Eggers and his words. They were so fast and so true. It made me want to believe in the greatness of Youth.
And then there was you, Mr. J.D. Salinger. You did it. You made him. Him who we wanted to be, to know, to gaze upon, to fight, and to relate to. And don't let the non-believers call it cliche. Don't they know it's cliche to do so?

And there were friends. And there were adventures. We owned that town. We really did.
That town breed rebels like us!
Only there could you safely navigate the sewers and reach new heights. if you know what I mean.
And the entire time there was always a safeness. One you may have resented back then but look back at now and kinda smile and shake your head for.

This is getting nostalgic as hell.
But I guess that what I am eventually getting at is that I will always be a teenager.
They are probably the most fascinating literary topic so expect plenty of them in my future writings.

Just think of it as an upgrade.
Which gives me whole new opportunities
I can have my youth and wisdoms too!

And it will be a different feeling, On that Saturday. It will be something promising.

So that's that.
Just thought I would give you some finely crafted feelings towards my coming of age.
I still love Star Wars and laugh at Spongebob. I still make spaceships explode in my mind while my professors tells us that one day our earth will run out of resources.

And I'm still one of the coolest guys you know!