Yes, boils and ghouls, I have officially come of age. The big 1-8. Texas tea... sweetener.
Anyhoo. What shall I do, I hear you ask? Booze it up? Smoke until my lungs turn to cancerous black balloons of tar?
Well, no. I don't actually drink, and I don't smoke either.
So, what's left for a young adult (Yes - adult!) like me? Well, I get to vote.
Kiss your ass goodbye, John Howard!
(And as soon as I get citizenship in Canada - kiss your ass goodbye too, Stephen Harper.)
With just a month or so left until my subscription runs out, I believe I shall bid adieu to deviantART for now - my deviant days are over. I've run out of steam, and now I must step out into the world of working for money - ugh.
Oh well, it's not all bad.
Where have those eighteen years of my life disappeared to? Who knows. Perhaps I shall produce a retrospect of photographs from my early childhood - I know the photo of me smooshing a lamington into my face is going to be a crowd favourite.
Adios, amigos. Peace be with you.
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