// Last Moments of Being 17

Well it just wouldn't be me if I didn't post about my birthday tomorrow. Well yes it is my birthday but it seems like just another day... I mean it's no big deal. I'm going to work on my birthday for the first time ever! The guys say there going to do something for me! I'm a little scared...

Seventeen was not very exciting for me... In fact it will have the claim to fame for the year I was incredibly depressed. I'm okay now... Not completely better but I feel fine. My highlights for the year were okay... Some ups, some downs... Lets look at them.

-The Soap Opera That Changed Everything; started only a day after my birthday, would destroy relationships, and ultimately changing everything even to this very day.

-NHL Hockey lockout; started in September, and would last all the way until next summer

-The Merge; was my first merge which was pretty cool. I got to check out Summit and got to see Andrew. Was probably my last real encounter with God

-Christmas! Was probably one of my best for a long time! I got lava lamps from Kasi and Sarah! My first U2 CD! Cool shirts from Chris and Stephanie!

-Triple O's; My first real job... The stadium doesn't count

-U2 Concert; What can I say, it rocked.

-Mainstage; Had an awesome time with that and I can only bring back positive memories, besides the fact that almost the majority of my friends didn't come to see me for... who knows what reasons.

-Blonde Hair; Third time dyeing my hair, and this was major dyeing!

-Graduation; Goodbye High School...

-2816, The Empress Trip; Got to go to Kamloops, was one of the best experiences I've ever had.

-Painting; my first full time job!

-Cultus Lake; It was pretty good times...

There we have it folks... Ultimately a very important year in the life of Matthew. I will always remember the slack school year I had, and the fact that I graduated is insane! I still remember skipping photo class and going to Calvin's house to play GTA: Vice City. Things that should have been a huge memories were to include Historymaker, unfortunately that did not make it to the list this year.

So my dad says that when he was 18 he worked in a mill for the entire year. In the end he said 18 is just as bad as 17. I bed to differ, I see potential for my 18th year.

Well, Happy Birthday to me!