Little Miss Independent

Now that I'm 18 months old, I've found that I'm entering a period in my life that is rather confusing. I want juice but I don't want it the way that it's prepared for me. I want to play but not the game that that's being played. I need to be alone but I'm looking for someone that I recognize. The examples endless and depressing. I kept thinking, "Am I crazy? Do I need help? Am I alone?" Not even my Mom or Dad could make me feel any better about my predicament. Then, on the way home the other day, I was listening to Kelly Clarkson and it all became crystal clear.