The end of 17.

27-Jan-2012. What a beautiful day!  Happy birthday to me. Yups, this is the end of 17 & now becomes 18. I have already felt the sweetness of seventeen for a year. Not always sweet but sometimes I felt bitter of seventeen too. That's just describe if 17 not always mean sweet. Party, cake, gift, surprise and love. Last year it has colored my life. Came to my home tacitly when it rained, shout my name & sing a song "Gelukkige verjaardag", pull my hand to play with the rain. Jump up in the rain. I couldnt describe my feel in thats time. Happiness. 18. Occurance will not be the same. No cake anymore. But always there was greetings from everyone & still made me happy. It means that they still remember me. I'm the lucky man.

00:00 pm. My sister said it first then my mom. Sweet kiss. In the next hours, other man sent a short message, bbm, wrote on my wall, mention me. Wow, thank guys, especially thanks God bcs you still gave me the best people in my life. Ok, maybe it's so weird. but for some hours before I wrote status on facebook, I really felt that. Somethin' that really good, happy and grateful.I think you've felt it. yeah.  

Went to school. At school I got a surprise. Exactly, little surprise. Open the door, & they sang a song "Gelukkige verjaardag" thank all. Two years you all sang that song to me. What a good friendship! Next week I got somethin' from them (just some). Do you know what is that? small pillow of chelsea fc, a comb & a letter! Maybe you'll ask why must a comb, is there anything better than a comb? lol. They just said "It bcs we never saw you brushed your hair & your hair always looks messy" hhhhh. Enough! <3 thank. You all really care to me.lol. Oh ya, they wrapped it in the former newspaper.

Be 18 girl. It's not bad.

it will learn me 'bout 

how's the real life!

God bless me more more&more,

<3 <3 <3

Thanks for reading.

Brntosaurus &Robotous.