Turning 18, not really much of a difference to me at first. But now, i see the difference. Yeah, the big fucking difference. No, not the difference in the sense that we can go drinking, buy cigarettes, go clubbing openly. Not that we can take that IC of ours out and let them check without having to fear that we'll be asked to get lost by the bouncers. Yeah, i won't deny that I wanna go drinking openly. Before i turned 18, when we went to clarke quay and drink, we're afraid that they'll ask to check our IC. Now, check for all i care, bitch.
But also because of such things, it makes me realize what cheap trills are? Being able to drink without getting caught, going to the supermarket to buy liquor without being checked IC. & having simple enjoyments during events.
Last year during Christmas, we were drinking simply away at Jasmine's chalet probably spending less than $50. This year, we were drinking at Alegro and went clubbing at Rebel, spending an average of $75 per person. Last year's new year countdown, we were at East Coast Park counting down to being the first to wish Jason happy birthday. Having dinner at lagoon, eating clams away with stingray. Followed up sitting along a pavement talking about life and Abracadabra's MV. And on new year day, we were checking into Jason's chalet. This year, gonna be counting down at Powerhouse, spending more than $75 each person.
So that's what growing up is about? So that's what being legal meant? That you have to celebrate events at such places. Forgetting the simple places we used to spend at? Those simple places before we turned 18. Who said that when we turned 18, we can't go back to those lives? Who said we'll have to be spending our lives drinking and splurging at some clubs/pubs?
If this is what it means, i wanna be forever 17. I wish every year was like last year. Not-so-luxurious events, yet enjoyment.
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