Samit Sharma
Published April 21, 2017
Hello, mate!
It’s the 111th day of the year, 21st April. The same day I was born in 1999. Which today, makes me an 18 year old. Which somehow, although I’m not totally sure, makes me an adult.
A frickin’ adult, that’s me. Legally. I’m very intrigued with the possibilities that this birthday presents me with. I can vote, drive, watch rated-R content, donate blood, and so much more. An 18th birthday seems more relevant than others, because it comes with an ‘adult’ tag (not that kind) along with at least a few grown up responsibilities.
I like grown up things like jobs and having to pay taxes. I like driving too but I’m not very good at it and I scratched the car across two doors so I’m giving driving a break for a few weeks. When I was little I thought adults had it all figured out but now that I am one (Sort of), I think most adults have no idea what’s going on and pretend everything is chill while only acting serious and responsible. Now I’ve always acted serious and responsible while having no idea what’s actually going on, so I’ve always kinda been an adult. Fingers crossed though.
I hope adult me is two inches taller and gets better at socializing. I can’t accelerate the first one but I have two social things lined up today, the second of which guarantees presents and cash. So I’ll go.
Speaking of go, I’m gonna stop typing now. I’ve got food to eat and gifts to receive. The two best things in every social situation.
And this will be the last Sam’s B’Day Blast email. The WEB will always continue but I don’t think a self-addressed email about my own birthday is a nice proposition. The WEB can handle all my future birthday whims and rants. So no more B’day Blast mails.
RIP ‘Sam’s Birthday Blast’, 2015-2017.
Cheerio!
Tis, mate was the Weekly Email Blast, email 109. And the last B’day Blast. Happy holidays!!!
All Things Sam 