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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Eighteen today! ...or not

Ok, I admit it. By 00:01 on 27th July 2010, I thought I'd be a much more mature, responsible, nicer (psh, like that'll ever happen), more sophisticated version of me. I mean, come on, after 17 years of being the wimpy, nerdy, overly hyper kid, something's GOT to give! Instead, Tuesday morning found me eating Hershey's Kisses while watching the Legion of Heroes cartoon (which, by the way, is Awe. Some.)

But I guess it's different for everyone. I know people who've been really really mature since they were 5...or something. And I know me, who still can't apply eye liner. I've always wanted to be like the I'm-so-cool-check-out-my-eyeliner variety. I wanted to be the one people resort to in an emergency. I wanted to do debates and stuff on stage in school. I wanted to be someone who helps their mom with dinner, and then goes on to help their siblings with homework. I wanted to be the person who can be relied on to get things done. And most importantly, I've wanted to be someone who breezes into a coffee shop wearing kickass clothes in a red sports car, and then look around with superiority at the inferior souls who aren't old enough to own red sports cars yet.

Really. I AM old enough to old a red sports car. Today. But since even the mention of me getting a car around here gives people coronaries, I will refrain from talking about it. Much.

Instead, I get to be the one people look at when there's chocolate missing from the fridge. I get to be the one who knows the names of all Ben10 aliens. I get to be the extremely bitchy one who gets things just by being mean. I then get to be the one who then cries over the death of fictional animals in movies. I get to be the one who claims that every fourth guy she sees is hot. But then I also get to be the one who is perfectly content reading a book in bed eating junk food all day. I get to be the one who would never admit to the fact that I want a fairy-tale ending, but who readily scoffs at emo love songs. AND. I get to be the one who is hell awesome at video games.


And all I can say is...Its a damned good life.