Liora's Journal: Grownup Approach

I just bought a house. Yes, on Saturday my great uncle, who built the house he lives in came and looked at the prospects and said that the one I got was the best value and moulah and required the least work (all things I had concluded but was denying to myself, as I wanted to buy the gigantahouse instead of the tinygalow).

Then, I managed to tick all my friends off. In one fell swoop. I posted to the church webboard and said that I wasn't sure I wanted to live forever, because forever is a really long time, a really long, boring, time, and I have been officially jumped all over. I should be, right now, retracting my statement, but I'm not going to because that involves compromise of my momentary conviction (actually, I'm already convinced they're right, but this is the principle I am standing on, stare decisis, you know).

At my church, it is actually okay to have some different beliefs. However, I have now learned, it is not okay for me to have different beliefs. I feel like at the humble and single age of 23, I must be approaching a grownup. People are beginning to expect things from me, and listen to me, and for crying out loud, I just bought a house. This is depressing beyond belief. After buying said house, I have proceeded to act as immaturely as possible. Just like around my birthday, when I tried to tell everyone I was turning 19, no one will believe me.