I Guess I'm Eighteen

I mean, I guess I saw this coming for a long time.  

Growing old and stuff... But it hit me like a freakin' train.

I don't really feel any different, just excited but also nervous. 

EVERYONE has to do it sometime... I guess.

Well, ya'll it's my eighteenth birthday. I can finally go waste money at a smelly casino, buy ciggs (I don't smoke just so you know), and everything I sign is now a big deal.

But do I really want to be eighteen? Heck no. When I was younger all I wanted to be was eighteen. I thought I would have a car, move out, and maybe, actually, get a life. Still hasn't happen. I have a car though, but that still isn't that exciting. I don't want to grow up, I want to stay young forever and color all day. I still do that anyways... So I guess growing up isn't THAT bad. But... it's still a pain in my butt. 

But I am very blessed for the 18 years that God has gave me, I started my own business at 17, started this blog right after turning 17, and I have the greatest friends/family/boyfriend that any eighteen year old can have. I am pretty lucky if you look at my life, and I can't wait to see what God has in store for me for the rest. I hope ya'll have a great day, while i'll be sitting in class, and going home to get cookie dough ice cream cake. Yum. 

P.S: Even though that age is getting up there pretty high, to all of you, still don't grow up. Act like a kid, laugh, smile, dance, swim, and play "school" with little kids. It's a good time.