I was 18 seven years ago. O__o! Holy sweet baby Jesus.

Turning 25 this year. Quarter life crisis. Haha. Kidding. What attracts me to females has changed. Priorities, didn’t have any at 18. My temper and nack for getting into trouble are just memories. I’m close to 20 pounds heavier. Went from selfish to selfless and proud of that. I’ve grown socially. I don’t drive as fast. Not as much of an athlete due to the injury I obtained in late 2010. My face looks the same as my I.D. I can grow a beard now. My style has evolved I guess. I smoked but never got shit faced drunk back then. I cut that out though. My movie and music taste has stayed the same pretty much. I had perfect vision but need some spectacles now. Wait. Where was I going with this? Oh yeah. I’m getting old. -____-