Ninth journal
3 years ago
Last month I turned 18!!! YEEEEEY!!!
Now, according to my country’s laws, I am allowed to drink, get married, gamble, get a driving license, go to various clubs, and, best of all, go to jail! All the best sides of life.
Honestly now, some of you could maybe even relate, but I don’t feel that much different from a 17-year-old, or even a 16-year-old (well, generally a child). I recently have thought about the concept and idea of 18 being a decent number of years after which a person becomes an adult (legally that is). Honestly, I kind of find it stupid, knowing that many people really aren’t mentally (some even physically) mature enough to be considered adults at 18 years, or even later. I am also not going to exclude myself from that statement.
Just a little something that has been in my mind since my birthday.
Now, according to my country’s laws, I am allowed to drink, get married, gamble, get a driving license, go to various clubs, and, best of all, go to jail! All the best sides of life.
Honestly now, some of you could maybe even relate, but I don’t feel that much different from a 17-year-old, or even a 16-year-old (well, generally a child). I recently have thought about the concept and idea of 18 being a decent number of years after which a person becomes an adult (legally that is). Honestly, I kind of find it stupid, knowing that many people really aren’t mentally (some even physically) mature enough to be considered adults at 18 years, or even later. I am also not going to exclude myself from that statement.
Just a little something that has been in my mind since my birthday.