Day 8

day 8 - a moment you felt the most satisfied with your life.

Definitely a hard one. I mean, I have several points in my life I can think of and point and say "there, that was a huge moment" but truly satisfied?  I guess that I have several.
When I was 7, I finished my first ever chapter book, May Gibbs Adventures of Snugglepot and Cuddlepie. None of my teachers had expected me to be able to finish it in less than a month. I finished it in a fortnight.
I was 15 when I finally felt like I was "one of the big kids", I looked over at a group of acquaintances and thought "I get them, they make sense". Of course that lasted about a month before I realised they were actually into boys and make-up and sex and other crap I had a very good theoretical knowledge of but no true understanding of. I was a very late bloomer, but I knew the most about how sex actually worked in my class.
Best memory that fits though is getting Merits in a year long course that I managed to finish in 4 months. Admittedly it was only a diploma level course and entirely focused on my own story-world so it was fairly easy, but still, Merits!