And we're off.

So here I am. Laying on my back having a bit of a swim. It's been a mad 14 weeks. So much has happened I don't really know the best place to start. I will see how I go, but if I miss anything you want to know, just shout ok!

I started off life so much smaller. Things were different back then. I had a good family structure, and everyone knew their place. I came from a big family. There were millions of us! Literally millions and millions. More arrived by the day (I swear it was like living in a factory!). I don't think I even got a chance to say hello to them all before it happened.

That fateful day, we were sitting around having a bit of a chat and then from nowhere, we were all pushed in to a warm, yet foreign place. It was pretty weird, but at that moment, everyone seemed to have a renewed sense of purpose. Everyone started to run uphill. I went along as I didn't want to be left behind.

A while later, most of the boys stopped and the girls, well they just kept on running. I wont tell you what I did, as I am not ready to tell the world if I am a boy or a girl yet. The boys found a nice cosy spot to down a few beers, but the girls decided it was best to win the race. A while later, the boys started off again, refreshed from their rest.

We all got to a crossroads. It was pretty much take your pick as to the direction you went. I went right. Because I always am. It seemed this logic would stay with me.

A bit further up the road, there was this beautiful...erm...thing. I don't know how to describe it. Lets say orb like and shiny and was the colour of strained peaches. I had a strange attraction and went towards it.

It was a lot bigger then me, and I was just not expecting it to engulf me. But it did...and then the strangest things started to happen.

Over the next couple of weeks, I wasn't myself. Things started to change. I lost my tail, and the orb started to change.

I felt like a freak show. People started taking photos of me. Here is one of me trying to have a quiet holiday in South Africa:

See? That's me...the tiny white dot in the big black dot on the left. I was ohhhh...4 weeks old then. It was a fun holiday too. I swear I thought the food supply in that black thing would never end. It was like having KFC on tap. You just cant knock that.

I was so comfortable in my little world, but something didn't seem right. And for the next few weeks I fed and fed on that black sack and realised that not only was I getting bigger, I wasn't my usual tadpoley self anymore. But what was I turning in to?