I have to admit, I'm sad to see my childhood go.
Eighteen used to seem so far away, and now that it's here it feels unreal. There are a whole lot of things that come with turning eighteen, which I don't know if I'm ready for, but I guess I have no other choice.
In a week I'll be an adult, free to vote and free to drive others as I like. I feel so much younger than most of my friends, yet here I am, among the oldest.
Life is odd in this respect. A humorless paradox. Oh well.
Onwards, I suppose.
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