Friday, 27 May 2011

The 18th year.

Becoming18 serves as a milestone for anyone, in a much stronger sense that the traditional 'sweet sixteen' thing that the americans go on about (although 16 candles wasnt a bad film).
It means I can legally buy alchohol anywhere that serves it to members of the public.
This is great as it means things will be a lot easier in terms of partys but I cant help but think its an Era gone.
No more shall I be able to feel the childish sensation of getting alchohol illegally by getting older brothers to buy it and drinking it in a park anywhere. it seems the common enemy of 'drinking laws' that united us underage drinkers is now officaily gone, like I'm no longer a member of that club.

It also marks my turn into Adulthood.
when I think about this at first I think its good, then I realise its the final breath of my innocence.
Im sitting here at 11:36, just 23 and a half minutes before I become whats known as a man.
Ill never be a kid again, never get into boyish shannigans and from now on, the seriousness starts.
Jobs, Marraige, Kids, Health problems, Old age....
your 18th birthday serves as an important milestone as a boundary between that, you could always say, well I'm not even technically an adult so why am I worrying.
Now the slow decay of time shall take its toll on my body and finally kill me.
Oh it seems why I've been writing time has continued, as its now 00:04
Happy Birthday to me.

P.s. I think this sign sums up the best advice for my life after my birthday party is finished.

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