Here I am in the middle of nowhere wondering what to do, i´m sleeping, therefore i´m dreaming, nothing´s left...all my thoughts has vanished in the deepness of my mind, i´m not sure when I started thinking because its all so damn confussing, I feel just like someone locked up in a dark lonely room, were am I? why I am in this pool, sinking, without dying?. Right now something is coming to my mind, but i can´t understand it, is it reality or it´s still fantasy? who knows...i´m not breathing... wait I can feel it, im awaiking, I am alive and the world it´s having a party on my name, hello everyone lets say welcome to me... years are pasing by and i´m not sure of the things around me, why people act in certain ways, i´m not sure if they are laughing at me or if they are crying, if they are screaming or not, old people is always making weird noises, noises that i might never understand... well im getting all those noises now, few months have passed since i started to understand them, and their gestures, and apparently I am in my 3 years old birthday and I have loving people around me, always taking care of me, but what about this celebration? is my third one an none of them i have enjoyed, they are telling jockes, eating and drinking and havin interesting conversations but im just sitting here watching all the world spinnig around me. i have little friends but none of them are as intelligent as me, this might be bacause none of them have such a good teacher as mine (my mom). Well, time is always passing by, people feels hours as seconds but for me a second is an eternity, so here i am in my first day at school and i dont know why im on first grade at my four years; seems like somebody messed up at my inscription but i now im prepared for everything. doesnt matter how old are my classmates they still seem stupid, crying for their daddy, struggling for a playdoo, and fighting for their toys, and at lunch everyone is so messy, and some of them can´t even tie their shoes...some kids are pretty stubburn and others are just a pain in the kneck because they always try to pick a fight on me just because i don´t like to talk to anybody in the classroom, they are strangers to me and they will always be, and in a few years those kids wont be on my memories... yes, it might be that i feel intellectualy superior, but its just the way my mind works... i like to keep it cool, to give time to my self and, most likely, to be alone and meditate. Some months has passed by, good news are that now I can read, paint, dance ballet, write, add and substract, I wish i was older so I wont be waking up at 4a.m. everyday to go to school, and this paricular day i did something and almost got kicked out of school (somebody messed up with me and i got furious) i saw that kid bleeding but his not dead so i can continue with my life and so does him, seems like i just tought him a lesson of respect...this year has come to and end, and as i would hardly rememember it, i´ll have to keep troublemakers out of my sight and stop using cheap playdoo, because those were my valuable lessons... next year, second grade, well... im pretty young for that, so... i might take some vacations... see you next year!