My mom found the diary she had when I was born. She keeps memories of my first two years of life in it. It's endearing to read and feel what was going on back then. Things have changed, but whatever is written there will always be the same, that has some pretty huge value.
Anyway, I drew this when I was 1 year and 9 months old back at my birthplace. Now, excuse me as I go continue the reading.
We took this one a couple days ago, and I think it's perfect for the occasion. Me and my mum had a great afternoon at the mall. Got some foreign and delicious beer, new headphones, awesome chats...
Also, I went back to the Academy today. I just love doing what I do.