What's my Age?

What has this world come to when we can’t tell ones age anymore? There used to be a time when people were able to tell the age of person by the wrinkles on their face, by the youthfulness in ones face, by the look of knowledge in ones eyes. What happened to that? The reason why I ask is because for a person that wears her makeup conservatively and wouldn’t get plastic surgery even if someone paid me for it, people often mistake my age younger than I am. Now I wouldn’t complain if I was older, like 30, but I’m 18. When your 18 you don’t want to be told you look like your 15/16. It’s really not a compliment at all, it’s actually an insult. Three to two years seems silly to be irritated about, but when you’re in your teenage years, you grow and learn fast. I remember when I was 15 and I also remember I looked up to my brothers friends who were 18.
My irritation about being recognized as a 15/16 year old comes from a lot of different situations that have happened all this past year. About two weeks ago I get carded at a rated R movie. My first initial thought was I’ve been able to get into rated R movies for year and a half. The thing that really pissed me off about it though was the girl who carded me looked my age! Then the other day I was at church and my dad introduced me to someone his age. He told this woman how I was moving out and she imminently got a confused look on her face and asked why. I knew she thought I was too young to move out so I just said, “Because I’m 18 and it’s time to move out.” The woman just said “oh”. The real rock bottom was during Christmas vacation when my life long best friend’s ex-boyfriend didn’t believe her other ex-boyfriend that I was 18, at least not until it came out of my own mouth.
I just have to keep in mind that my youthful look will come in handy when I start to age, I’ll age well, hopefully.