She's running through a beautiful field. Everywhere she turns she sees flourishing green that makes her feels alive. The sun is shining and the wind delivers a cool breeze. Birds are singing as they fly gracefully overhead. Like someone is playing a relaxing piano piece and nature harmonizes perfectly with it. And there she is, laying comfortably on the grass. She's reading a delicately written memoir that corresponds in tune even though the authors and artists are so far far away. Strange. The letters and drawings made her smile. Not cry. She carefully takes out her bag of gummy bears and chew. A symphony accords. Whatever that means. 

OK, that's it for the somehow dramatic part. i find it so hard to continue writing with that tone. so before i get carried away, yeah my nineteenth birthday is over. No cake, no celebration, no blowing candles this time. so sad and lonely right? But yet i'm happy. happy about the fact that i have such amazing friends and family willing to give me their support and love. i mean pre-giving. I'll just pretend the gatherings, foods and gifts are for my birthday instead of farewell ok? ;) since i'm writing about my birthday you know. hmmm. 

and i'm just dang lucky to have you.
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the thing is, i've been wanting to post all these up on , but... i'm pretty much occupied with random stuff, so, yeah, sorry for letting you wait. Fyi, 20th is still a big day to me. Thank you. You make it special. and of course i played a larger role somewhere in the middle but bleeeeeeeeeagh, i'm grateful. let that be stated, for the record ;)

and apparently, i'm ten days late. but still....