Today is awesome because I was just regaled with tales of my past. Apparently I attempted suicide. AT THE AGE OF EIGHT. And I was a really cute baby. Who overshadowed my older brother (Andrew) with my mad intelligence. My mum told me that she was helping my other older brother (Jason - the older older brother) and his class to read from the computer screen when he was eight-ish and she had to bring me along because I was three (or something similarly young) and I WAS READING BETTER THAN THE THIRD GRADERS. And, and, when I was in kindergarten, I was reading harder books than Andrew was. He was in second grade. BECAUSE I AM MADE OF WIN. Also I could skip before Andrew could. Apparently he took it pretty hard.
ANDREW STORY! He couldn't walk for ages because he was SO FAT. I mean, he's not anymore, but apparently he was this glob of fat, almost spherical. HE WAS A PUDGY BB. xD
I'm considering submitting a baby picture to the cute baby contest at school. I need the $25 prize! *g*
FREEMA WEEK CONTINUES!
I'll probably finish that writing thing soon-ish. Will post when I've updated it.