Yep. Evidently after all these years the government thinks I’m finally old enough to be responsible for my own actions :rolleyes:
Can’t say as I feel any different today than any other day. A bit tired maybe–I haven’t been getting up this early over the summer.
I registered for selective service yesterday. I tried to register to vote online, but it seems you have to do it in person or by mail. Hmmm. Aside from that, I can start working on a good credit score, and drive a car between midnight and 6 A.M. Exciting, right?
What did you all do for/on your 18th birthday?
Mine wasn’t really all that fun. I developed a migraine about halfway though a read-through of the script of the show I was directing. When I got home, I was feeling really awful, and apparently didn’t show enough enthusiasm for my presents (apparently my not feeling well and extremely tired state didn’t excuse me from faking extreme excitment), my parents got mad at me. I think it ended with me storming out of the room to go sleep.
Back in my day you could buy Beer and Wine at 18. On the day I Pretty much danced around like a kid needing to go to the bathroom until the Liquor Stores opened. I did not behave responsibly in drinking anymore than I did in any other part of my 18 yo life – but there were few consequences for me personally. I was that significant part of the crowd that was way, way too immature to be drinking at 18 and screwed it up for you and those in your cohort who would have drank responsibly at 18. Sorry
Congratulations! I turned 18 last year. I registered to vote and spent most of the evening and night finishing a paper that was due the next day. Whee.
Among my group of friends in high school the tradition was to immediately go buy a pack of smokes. If you didn’t smoke you found someone who did (easy enough for us, at least a dozen of us smoked by age 16), got their money and bought them their choice.
However, the funny part about our tradition was that NOT ONE OF US GOT CARDED. After years of waiting and embarrassing moments trying to buy underage when we turned 18 and went to buy our first legal pack, no one would card us. This happened to about fifteen of us. No exceptions. Even my friend Lacey, who did not smoke and wouldn’t normally pass for 16 didn’t get carded. Amazing.
I bought a lottery ticket. I didn’t get carded because everybody knows everybody here. The clerk was like, “I can’t believe you’re 18, Purl! I remember when your dad was 18.” (I don’t even know how my peers go in trouble without their parents finding out.) Anyway, I won a dollar, but lost the ticket before I could cash it in. A few months later, I voted in my first local election.
Twenty-one looms in a month. I’ve no idea what I’m going to do, since it’s probably going to be too hot to think.
A friend took me out to lunch at Friendly’s. We walked over to a card store and I bought a scratch-off ticket (didn’t get carded). I won $2. I bought another ticket, and lost. Woo!
I went to the movies and to the beach with my best friend. My parents took us out to dinner. It was one of the best birthdays I’ve ever had. I’ll be 20 on Tuesday and I still haven’t bought cigarettes, lottery tickets or porn. I’ve only been carded going clubbing.
