We wake up saying that this is the first day of our entire lives. Leaving home and growing up is something one must face. But leaving home and growing up does not mean forgetting. Being reminded of the good times and the cries we all shared help one grow. And growth is essential for being. I was once a child; and, admittedly, I still am. But I've awaken. I realize that this is the dawn of a new beginning. As I leave home, I enter a new realm. I grow up. I grasp every thing I could. And with all that has been bestowed upon me, I stand proud. Humbly. A child, I was once. And to the world's eyes a child I shall forever be. The whole world is in front of me. And I dare now say that this indeed is the first day of my entire life. The whole world is in front of her. A gift for coming of age. A gift for eyes that dare see things in each and every possible perspective. A gift for a mind that yearns for learning. A gift for a heart that never says it has done enough. A gift of trust. A gift of hope. A gift of responsibility. A gift to cherish. A gift to love. A gift of love. A gift born out of love. A gift of a fresh start. A gift of a great future. In this life, there are presents we never expect to receive. Also, there are those we expect not to give out. She deserves every thing life could possibly give her. The world is in front of her. She stands in front of it. A gift, she is. And the whole world is given to her. Who is she? She’s me. I know I deserve the best things in life. I have done my part as a daughter, a schoolmate, a friend or maybe for once, a lover. So what this is about? It’s about my life. From time to time I’d like to write about how great and how awesome I am, with that, when the time comes that everything is not going well, I’d read my writings then I’ll be happy again. That’s how I forget about my problems. Some write, some cry it out, some burst their feeling to other people and some, some drink, some sing their heart out, some take their lives,...