19

Yep...it's official...I'm 19. I'm in the last leg of this thing called being a teenager. What a strange feeling.

So here I am, and I'm going to sing myself "the birthday song" according to my AP biology teacher.

Ahem...

A happy birthday,

A happy birthday

Sin and sorrow in the air.

People dying everywhere.

A happy birthday,

One year older...

One year closer to death. (This line is spoken while pounding the fist of one hand in the palm of the other)

That is all.