I'm finally 18. Do you know what it feels like??

It feels like nothing. Like what Michelle said, it just didn't mean much anymore. But I appreciate everyone's efforts to make this 18th birthday such a special one for me. Thanks for the surprise and all your birthday wishes that started to pop in before 12am. *Smile*

When I was still in DHS, I loved it when my birthdays fell on school days. I never cared for the presents or the parties but I want the birthday wishes. It means so much to me just for someone to come up to me and wish me "Happy Birthday". It tells me that they remember me as a person and that I've touched their lives in some way that they remember my existence.

So I loved it when I walked down the corridors, trying to get things done or a message passed and people would run out from their classrooms to give me a hug or a hand shake.

Of couse I dreaded the Dunman High tradition. HAHA!!!

I'm 18. One year older means I'm one year closer to the grave and one year wiser.

Live happily. Smile and laugh more. Entrust your life to God. Surrender all. And just be Joycelyn. If no one loves the Joycelyn you are, God loves you.

Sorry, I just talked to myself. *Chuckle*