I remember a time when I counted the days to my birthday. I was joyful, so proud of myself. Growing up was an honor, everything I wanted. sadly, things change. Suddenly I see myself urging to stop, jump off this train wreck. But, apparently, time doesn't stop. There's nothing I can do but to go with the flow. Growing up have it's upsides. And, if you ignore all this responsibility x independence dilemma, it can be a lot of fun as well haha So, basically, I've been told I get older tomorrow. At least it means you guys will send me a cake right? I like it with strawberries and nutella, if you please.
Going on to (really) good things, school is