Last day of being...

So I'm kind of turning eighteen TOMORROW. I was chatting to a woman who works at my local chemist (buying hair dye- my hair is now 'chocolate' coloured), and she said how she remembers me coming in with my Mum when I was six years old! It made my realise how much time flies-it only feels like yesterday that I would wander in to the chemist with Mum and check out the new Beanie Kidz range while Mum would buy medicine! I'm kind of suffering from a bit of Peter Pan syndrome right now...I DON'T WANT TO GROW OLD! I'm hoping I don't wake up with wrinkles tomorrow (Little bit too dramatic? I'll stop now).
That said, I'm excited for what turning 18 allows me to do in a legal sense. I can change my name, buy spray paint, be sued, get divorced, adopt a child, gamble, get a lap dance, buy scratchies, become a stripper and visit adult bookstores! Oh, and you know...I can vote and legally drink and stuff....
Can't wait to tell you all how tomorrow goes!
Love from seventeen year old Chloe X

"Treat me beneath this clear night sky
And I will lie with you
I start to feel those butterflies
When I’m next to you

Tell me your secrets
Give me a friend
Let all the good times flood in
Do I love you?
Do I hate you?
I can’t make up my mind
So let’s freefall
See where we land"