Anywho! Ten years ago this May, I celebrated my tenth birthday, my first in Sydney. Here's a look-see at what ten-year-old Mart was like.

A few things to note about that photo:
- The proud father, beaming with pride.
- Fresh pair of Air Jordan XIIIs, young Mart. Funnily enough, by this time, I was roughly about five years deep into my sneaker game. Started early, son! Wish I'd kept all my old sneakers though.
- Wow, apparently I've been wearing yellow since I was a little kid.
- That haircut is just ill. Parted hair from the '90s, what up!
- The table seems EMPTY compared to other birthday parties. Did I just not eat a lot back then? No, can't be. This was smack-dab in the middle of my "festively plump" phase.
- That annoying "wide smile/closed eyes" combo I used to do in ALL my photos! Almost as annoying to look at as the "I AM THE UNDERTAKER, WATCH ME ROLL MY EYES INTO THE BACK OF MY HEAD" and "I'm gonna try and look as gay as possible whilst flipping the double bird" poses I used to pull back in the day.
- ROFL, I just noticed this. My legs don't seem to line up well with my body. OH! Body contortionist skeelz!
And so, in ten short years, I've gone from that chubby little kid, who you just KNOW has some annoying prank up his sleeve, to well, this.

Whoops! Wrong photo. Although a lot of people have mentioned that we look remarkably similar.
Anyways! My most recent photo.

Things to note:
- The three weeks' worth of facial hair makes me look infinitely older. And I love it.
- Comments I've received on the facial hair have ranged from "you look like a homeless person" to "it makes you look kinda rugged" (OH!) to "WOW, Martin has a moustache?"
- The messed up sleeping patterns are kinda obvious from that photo.
- Thankfully, I don't really look like I've been having extra servings. I thank the haircut!
I think moving to Sydney was the biggest thing to happen in my life, by far. If my folks hadn't decided to go for it, I doubt I'd be the person that I am today. I love them for it. Anyways, over and out!
- marty..
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