THE day

Hi,

next week, Tuesday, the 24th of febr, my birthday, my 20th birtday. Awful. Is it just me or is it really scary, it's giving me the creeps. I mean ...20 years...that's a lot. Thats like 1/4th of my life.
I am not a teenager. I mean HELLO! TEENager...I am not anymore a nineteen year old teenager.
Very shocking. I think this is when you really turn in to an adult. You grow up. You have to grow up. It's a must. But, what if I don't want to grow up, I just don't wanna. I feel happy as I am. Young, and not caring.

With the 20th year, you feel older, much older. Not like when you get from 18 to 19. It's not like that. It's a real mile stone, atleast in my oppinion. So, anyway, maybe it's not so bad.

I got a postcard, and a letter from my best friend. She is in England.

The postcard had the next poem in it:

Laughing and chatting
and drinking wine
I'm so glad you 're
a friend of mine!

Hope your Birthday
is every bit
as wonderful as you!

So touching. A person who really loves me, no matter what happens, or where she is. I hope I am a friend like that too to her. :)

And again...

Hi again!

Let's get it started ...new semester, new classmates, new experience, the same old me. That will be the new year. Hopefully not so difficult. I already have more free time than last semester, that's already a good point :)

Anyway, be happy and have a nice night. To tell you the truth I am in a hurry right now, have to go to a party :)

Maybe at the weekend I won't be in such a rush, and have time to chill, and write in my blog.

Peace and love