The 18th birthday......whoa..Now that's what i'm talking about, a momentous occasion that marks the birth of a real man...Ah...i still remember the day i turned 18--it seems like just yesterday...I remember putting my hand to my face and stroking my rugged stubble for the first time. That was the day when i finally told my dad i wanted to stop ballet class..and he agreed!! :) After that he even let me watch brokeback mountain deep into the lonely night..ahhhh...just reminiscing brings tears to my eyes. Anyway, i hope you have a wonderful 18th birthday, one that is even more fulfilling than mine was!! And i urge you to try stroking your stubble one of these days..its unforgettable

Jonathan