Eighteen forever?
In 11 days time, some idiot decided that I will legally be considered an adult. Oh Christ.
On the one hand, this is a good thing. I can vote, I can have a credit card, buy a house, buy cigs, place bets and of course, legally get drunk.
On the other hand, it’s an awful thing that will almost certainly end in tears. You see when I turn 18, I can vote, have a credit card, buy a house, buy cigs, place bets and get bevvied. All of which I can undoubtably screw up my own, or someone elses life doing, and not having anyone to blame but myself.
So basically I’m a little bit screwed.
On the upside, I get to welcome in the doom of adulthood with some of the best people in the entire world, so it can’t be all bad, right?

