18 years old. It’s too early to achieve your dreams. But it’s a perfect age to start those dreams. It’s painful when you fall. It’s the perfect age to fall a hundred times and learn how to stand again. The love you thought would last forever, though it may be empty and end with the looming university entrances coming. Because we’re 18 years old, we live this day like it’s our last. We were able to love passionately and hate passionately too. It’s an awkward age when we are easily scarred. Those years are the most painful and we go through so many hardships. Nevertheless, once time has passed, the reason why can say that those were happy times is the memory of someone’s warm hand that reached out to us when we fell. It’s okay if you’re hurt. Because you’re 18 years old.