Adulthood!

Hey kids.

So yeah, yesterday was my 18th birthday. Most people would think of it as a day of celebration and new beginnings, but for me, it was a day of mourning.

RIP childhood 

Nevertheless, yesterday was fun. Hung out with a few friends, then had dinner with my grandma and a cousin I haven't seen in a good few years. Basically, it was a birthday, you get some attention and a few birthday songs, too many Facebook notifications and some money in your pocket. It's everything I expected, and it's everything I got, and all I wanted.

Anyway, now, I have to do all this adult-stuff. Hard fact remains that now, I'm technically a full-fledged adult. Even though I sure as hell don't feel like one, or want to be one for that matter. Life begins, if I screw up, I don't repeat a grade, I live with it. The hand-pat on the back has been cut off and burned alive. In the course of 24 hours, almost all of those little default things that help me up as a 1-17 year old are now gone, and I won't get them back unless I become brain-damaged.

And I don't think we'd want that...

So the plan now is to register as Independent because I'm a conservative guy who speculates God's existence and thinks Republican talk radio is the most parody-able thing on Earth. Afterward, sign up for the draft which won't draft, and then apply for jobs that I wanted which won't accept "adolescents". First being PetSmart, or PetsMart, I'm not sure how you pronounce it, then maybe RadioShack and the other jobs that give more privileges to adults (I'm now legally allowed to touch a box of cigarettes).

There are a few positives as well, I can get my drivers' license now without having to deal with the permit program, makes life a lot easier (now to find someone with a car who can teach me to drive). Whatever. I certainly don't feel older, I feel like I'm still 16, because it was when I was 16 that I came up with the ideal personality that I still have today, so ever since then I haven't been feeling any different as days go on. I guess this is a good thing, because I'd like to keep that child in me alive.

Giving Ash an eye color really, really deters me from completing that goal, however.

But hey, c'est la vie. I had to turn 18 eventually. And now that I have, my plan's to just do nothing different, that'll probably work because it always has whenever I grew up a number.

My goal for the night is to go down to Walgreens and get some candy to share with everyone tomorrow as a celebration for becoming an adult, and then superficial wall of adulthood between me and my friends that are still 17, for no reason other than to make them feel small.

Till then, Scape the night away. (I might of just gained a few readers since I said that just now)

Oh and, my Top 20 Favorite Things Ever list will be here shortly, it's a hard list to make, you'd think I'd know myself more than other things, but man...