F, I'm old now.

So, yesterday was my Birthday.

Which means I'm now legally an adult, not just one in personality. (I guess that makes me half way better than most real adults now.)

I'm not really ready for all the responsibilities that come with being an 18 year old though, it's kinda scary especially with the kind of world we're about to enter.

But enough of my existential dread. Let's look at some photos I took.

My sister went through all the trouble of setting up my decorations herself, I even discovered my bed covered in Balloons by the time I got home from taking my exams. 

(It's supposed to say 18, I moved the 8 before I took the photo. Lovely job still.)

She also put up some cool neon looking stars and cake icons around my room. 

Here's it in the dark, almost like a creepy liminal space. I might upload this to my Deviant Art.

Another quick little photo from my Grandmother's Photosmart. I'm kind of having issues with the SD card that I have to figure out. It only works with the SD card I found in it so far it seems, freezing up whenever I turn it on with another. This is especially problematic since the SD card is almost full and I have basically no where to archive the photos. I guess I can just offload them onto a thumb drive. but still.

Red Robin was surprisingly empty when we first got there. So I took another picture with my camera. I honestly wonder how well this photo would do on r/liminalspace. If you upload it, please credit me. 

As for the goodies I got at Red Robin, I just got Clucks and Fries, Onion Rings, and a Milkshake. I'm a picky eater and thus basic. Lol.

I'd like to thank the staff at the Great American Cookie company's location in the Mall of Georgia for my special cake.

I loved the cat!

Speaking of Cats, I'm a fan of Lackadaisy, and I had been eyeing to replace my Tari's Hoodie from Meta Runner with something new as of late. (Despite the fact that the hoodie is probably synonymous with me when it comes to how people I know irl see me.)

and I just sorta...have this thing for Mordecai Heller. Serious, bad sense of/doesn't understand humor, rather get the job done and prefers to not indulge in the squabbles of his colleagues? I know I show mostly my creative side on my blogs and writings but this description fits how I behave to my peers at school to a T. 

So, naturally I had to get a Bomber Jacket featuring Tall, Tuxedo, and Handsome on it's back. I'm going to miss having a hood but I think it better distinguishes the supposed then & now I sort of feel now being 18. My childhood is legally over in a sense.