Today is my eighteenth birthday! It’s strange to finally be an adult. I wonder if I should feel different. I don’t.
My birthday dinner was fun, though. I had an ice-cream cake! Don’t laugh, but it’s the first time I’ve ever had one. I sort of had to organise it the way I wanted it- ice-cream cake, eighteen little candles instead of number candles with a 1 and an 8, because I think having those is kind of cheating when it comes to blowing them all out so you can have a wish – because my family is not really the kind that goes all out on birthdays. But it was fun anyway, and I really did want it to be, since I’m leaving for college and also since it’s my eighteenth.
The nicest thing was that lots of my friends from school called up, even though I’m personally very bad at keeping in touch, and had therefore expected them to just forget about me. It’s nice to be remembered.
I’m not sure what the point of this post is, but I hadn’t written anything in ages,so I wanted to write something. Please excuse any typos, I’m typing on my new phone and I’m just getting used to it.