Haha. Well, I definitely don’t sound or act my age. It’s not surprising. I can’t believe I’m 25, though. I still feel like I’m 18, but I can rent a *edited*ing car now. Not that I want to, but that’s pretty much like the last checkpoint in your early adulthood. I think.
At 18, you can vote and buy cigs and porn (but who needs to buy porn?). At 21, you can drink… legally. At 25, you can rent a car (for some places you can rent after you’re 21, but you have to pay additional fees).
After this, I think there’s just the mid-life crisis, deterioration of health, retirement, and death.