Erichermit
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As 18 is considered a turning point in many lives, I've decided to ask what the very first thing you did as an adult was?
And don't say you woke up, or breathed, or something. That's lame. Say something that actually counts as something that happened. I'm having trouble fully explaining what I mean, but I believe people should understand well. If you ate cereal, say that. If you went to the shitter, say that. If you had sex, say that. And so on.
If you aren't 18 yet, say what the first thing you want it to be is.
I just turned 18 about an hour and a half ago. I feel completely the same, of course, but it occurred to me that I should find something cool to do as the first thing to do as a legal adult. As I pondered this, coming up with some interesting ideas, I heard a splattering come from my younger brother's room. "Did you spill your water cup?" I asked, remembering that he had brought a cup of water in there with him. There was no response. I waited, "Well?". I heard splashing into the toilet and a choking noise. I walked over there to see my brother vomiting into the nearby toilet while a massive splash of grotesque half digested Burger King chicken fries was strewn across the carpeted floor.
Turns out the first thing I did? Clean up a puddle of vomit. Theres a story for the bars in 3 years. What's yours?
PS: If this is the wrong forum, please move it, mods.
And don't say you woke up, or breathed, or something. That's lame. Say something that actually counts as something that happened. I'm having trouble fully explaining what I mean, but I believe people should understand well. If you ate cereal, say that. If you went to the shitter, say that. If you had sex, say that. And so on.
If you aren't 18 yet, say what the first thing you want it to be is.
I just turned 18 about an hour and a half ago. I feel completely the same, of course, but it occurred to me that I should find something cool to do as the first thing to do as a legal adult. As I pondered this, coming up with some interesting ideas, I heard a splattering come from my younger brother's room. "Did you spill your water cup?" I asked, remembering that he had brought a cup of water in there with him. There was no response. I waited, "Well?". I heard splashing into the toilet and a choking noise. I walked over there to see my brother vomiting into the nearby toilet while a massive splash of grotesque half digested Burger King chicken fries was strewn across the carpeted floor.
Turns out the first thing I did? Clean up a puddle of vomit. Theres a story for the bars in 3 years. What's yours?
PS: If this is the wrong forum, please move it, mods.