Didn't make a difference at first. I was the second person in my group of friends to turn 18, so we didn't go drink on my birthday. In fact, we went to a restaurant before my actual birthday since one of my friends was leaving. So I couldn't even drink if I wanted to. The plan was to go to my house and drink, but my parents put an end to that. Also, I was already drinking (not getting drunk, mind you, just casually drinking) with my parents since I was around 15-16.
However, now it's great because we can have a beer when we go out. Drinking's fun, it makes me happier and funnier!
Now, I'm turning 19 in July. That's kind of scary. I mean... 18 is still young... But 19? That always seemed so ... old. I thought I would have done so many things by the time I'm 19... But I haven't. I have a feeling this is what the rest of my life will feel like.