I am but a mere kind-hearted girl, recently turned 18 on the 4th of this very cold month. Oblivious to the ways of this cruel cruel world, I have decided to record my findings of the sights I have seen and those I have yet to lay my legal 'adult' eyes upon, in this notorious blog.
Fear not! I do not always talk like an old fart. Just when I'm bored out of my wits and try to act funny (to which I fail miserably) does this side of me come out.
To those in their 17th year, do not look so happy at the prospect of turning 18 soon. The promises of happiness, glory and pride that await you is but a lie. Apart from the fact, that you have grown a year older, there doesn't seem to be much of a change. Yes there are nagging old crones now that expect much more from you and you are showered with various responsibilities and duties. You can never act, speak or think like a child and you are expected to 'know things', (god knows what those are). You find yourself with a certain air that never existed before. If you are like me- the oldest of your friends; you are at liberty to act like you are wiser than the rest of them (of course this gives the others a right to tag you with the term 'old'. )
Alas, my thoughts have reached a stand-still at this point and I must bid you all adieu.
We shall meet again soon dear reader, please be kind to my words forevermore.
