Eighteen

[farla]

I'm eighteen now.

I like being seventeen better, actually. Seventeen is the aloof older teen, eighteen is the boring young adult. I can vote now, which would be great if I wasn't so cynical, and I can join various government organizations that want to get me killed. I can also legally call in and order something advertised on TV, as my brother reminded me several times.

On the brighter side, I got a nice birdfeeder for my window.

Comments

Oh brother,

[(Anonymous)]

Birthdays only come once a year, and you only get to have each birthday once. I don't care how low your opinion on humanity and the state of the world is: if you can't enjoy a Birthday, and don't even make the EFFORT to enjoy the one day that's supposed to be yours, then you're just sad.

Re: Oh brother,

[(Anonymous)]

Wow, now you're against people that don't enjoy birthdays. What should we call that? pro-stupid? Maybe we should start bombing the places where people don't enjoy being older. Yay! It's happy-fun-firebombing-retirement-homes time! Huzzah! I'm a rational person! Whee!!

Re: Oh brother,

[farla.livejournal.com]

I <3 your logic.

Re: Oh brother,

[farla.livejournal.com]

I did enjoy my birthday. I just posted a thoughtful entry on being a year older rather than something composed purely of SQUEE BIRTHDAY YAY. I got presents and money and a very nice window birdfeeder. I just don't much care for the milestone.

(And your insinuations I should be forced to enjoy something are rather creepy.)