The earliest memory that I have is one of my second or third birthday. I'm really not sure of how old I was at the time, but I remember looking down at a cake and watching the flame moving on the candle wicks from above. The candles were tulip shaped, and the cake was white with my name, and my cousin's name writen on it. We were having a party for the both of us because are brithdays were only two days away from each other. I was wearing a striped black and white two-piece set of short pants and a shirt. It was very loud and my family made me stand on a chair besides my cousin so that i could see the cake. Everyone seemed very happy and they were singing to us. I think it's memorable to me because it was a moment in my childhood when I felt special and treated as such. I can't say that my personality is still exactly the same, but I do think it is still very similar, since I still somewhat enjoy having people pay me attention.
