Do you remember being three years old?
I do.
Not vividly, of course. But I do remember things.
That was so long ago.
Do you remember being in elementary school?
Of course you do.
You remember things like recess, dont you?

On Wednsday, January 10th, I turned 18. I have to say, it was strange to say the least. Not that it felt any different from when I was 17, but, I did feel something. I felt sort of depressed. Because I have all these early memories of life cluttering my head, and I can never go back to that. But after a while, depression sort of turned into disbelief. I was 18. This is something I'll honestly say I didnt think would come. In my mind I thought I'd stay 17 forever. But, the logical me knew I'd age and grow older. But who needs logic?
Anyway, after all this "trying to understand" nonsense, my birthday turned out wonderful. Especially the part where this amazing girl sang to me, it made my life ( Heh<3 )


I'm just hoping this year turns out to be a good one.