I just turned 18.

Well, not really. I turned 18 in August, but it is basically the same thing. First off, there is a lot that you have to get accustomed to.  Like for example, since I'm 18, I have to apply for colleges.

Seriously?? Let me tell you something, that is not easy! Deciding on what you want to do with the rest of your life doesn't seem like something that you can easily choose.  And those college application are ridiculous! And not including that, the scholarship information that you must send in for EACH scholarship is close to 6 or 7 pages each. Not a simple task.

I have decided that my number one school is going to be Columbia College in Chicago.  I would possibly major in design, but the correct major term is Advertising Art Design. Oh la la!

Another thing about being 18, is the fact that I could go to big kids jail. Not saying I would be likely to get arrested, but it's a scary thought.

Another thing that I had to witness was the passing of my dog, Zoey. She was 10 years old and she had bone cancer. It was her time to go, but it still was a terrible experience. I was with her until the very end.

I guess those are pretty random, but that's all the time I have for now!