In about a year and a couple months from now, I’ll be packing my bags and leaving my footprints in Stroudsburg and starting a new life (and making new footprints) somewhere else. It sounds scary to say the least, but I’m ready to endure the multitude of adventures and converse with fresh faces. Just hope where I want to go accepts me despite my mediocre algebra scores.
Here I go.
Oh and I thought this was incredibly funny.

Enjoy! (Actually, if I do have a child, I hope he kinda looks like him. He's adorable, don't you think?)