eighteen tomorrow
Tomorrow I will turn eighteen. A legal adult. I will be able to vote and such. I keep thinking of when I was five and would see something really cool on TV that you could buy like a scooter but the ad would always say, "Must be 18 to order." Well tomorrow I will be able to order a scooter from TV if I wanted to.
So today, tonight, now is my last official and legal day of childhood. But I'm not about to get all melodramatic because nothing is going to change. I'm still always going to be a little kid getting excited about holidays and seasons and everything. Like yesterday I freaked out because somebody bought a PUMPKIN at work (OH MY GOD A PUMPKIN A SIGN OF AUTUMN YESSSSS).
Eighteen. I think I am a very lucky eighteen.
My birthday will consist of hot chocolate and lovely coming-into-autumn weather because it has been very chilly out lately, enough to wear long sleeve sweaters in daytime and even coats at night, YES!!!, I start a new Writing Seminar on my birthday and then have three other classes because Tuesdays are the long day, then I am going to a cafe with my mom, and then have to go back to school for an extra lecture at night...
But life is all so beautiful and I am glad to be (almost) eighteen and a part of it.
So today, tonight, now is my last official and legal day of childhood. But I'm not about to get all melodramatic because nothing is going to change. I'm still always going to be a little kid getting excited about holidays and seasons and everything. Like yesterday I freaked out because somebody bought a PUMPKIN at work (OH MY GOD A PUMPKIN A SIGN OF AUTUMN YESSSSS).
Eighteen. I think I am a very lucky eighteen.
My birthday will consist of hot chocolate and lovely coming-into-autumn weather because it has been very chilly out lately, enough to wear long sleeve sweaters in daytime and even coats at night, YES!!!, I start a new Writing Seminar on my birthday and then have three other classes because Tuesdays are the long day, then I am going to a cafe with my mom, and then have to go back to school for an extra lecture at night...
But life is all so beautiful and I am glad to be (almost) eighteen and a part of it.
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