Tomorrow, I am going to reach a milestone (at least that’s what I have heard) in my life. Drastic changes in me since I was born for sure. But sometimes I feel, 18 isn’t the correct age for calling oneself, “Adult”.

According to me, after 21-22 years, one really becomes matured (to an extent); because at around that time, one graduates from education and enters a new walk of life, where the person becomes somewhat independent, and takes control of his/her life. At the same time, it doesn’t mean to me, that a kid who is aged between “the time it starts talking” to “18″, is immature. From my view, the words coming out from the mouth of the person (be it correct or wrong) matter and not the age.

However, instead of giving a lecture on this, me better come backs to my life. Me exams started today, and will stretch like a vulcanized rubber till 15th July. After that me’s solitary holidays would start, and me is planning to waste (not exactly) the time by revising the basics of Linux (Red Hat), and learning Photoshop CS3 (which me had been postponing infinitely before).

I launched a new micro blog, Teen Tumblr as a mark to my new phase of life. Let’s see how far I am able to maintain it. And I am also a not so addict of Twitter. So you can catch me there also LIVE!