It occurs every year. Time really runs so fast. It happened that it was the Sixteenth of May again, and Luke and I were both 22 this year. God, I'm really getting old. By this time I didn't forget my own birthday like the past year, but the whole idea of me turning 22 was clung into my mind the day before. Many things occurred, I am now continuing my studies downtown and I stay in a dormitory while Luke has occasional shows most of the time. I find our distance healthy, I get a fair amount of time for myself- something I figured out that I should really do. It has been inflicting a great effect to me ever since like I'm no longer burdened with everything.
Music booming, wine bottles and a few pink and blue balloons scattered everywhere. Crazy I know, but it's not going to be enormous and
