18 & Home
Yeah so today I am 18 years old and don't ask me what it feels like because I really don't know. I feel normal and like today is just any day. I know 1 thing and that is that when you're little some things are better than being grown up for example christmas and birthdays felt so much more great and funnier than now, I would look forward to it for months and I would wake early without almost having slept at all.
Now I'm offically grown up and it doesn't really feel so special. Okay I can get my own packages at the postal office and drink alcohol (if I'd want to anyway...) and drive I guess. Haha I don't know what I think maybe being grown up is a little of both, because now it is so obvious I'm no longer a child which is good in many ways I guess but sometimes I feel like Peter Pan: I don't wanna grow up!!!
I sometimes reread books and think "but what I know she was older than that! I always imagined her as a super old girl" and then I realize how fast I've become older...
Anyways now I am home in Sweden again which I of course have missed in many ways even though I liked it in Holland too, especially since I like Tim so much:P but after all I am born in a country full of forests, hills, mountains and meadows so I missed the nature a bit and my family and cats. And when I got home again everything felt so weird and I still speak english by mistake sometimes like in the shop and stuff when I'm going to pay! So many things have changed here for example I got a baby sister (Julia) and my brother grew like crazy (he thinks I've been in an airplane the whole month though, when he saw me in the morning first thing he said was: oh Alexandra has come down now!) and my kittens grew too and are now 5 wild mini-lions that like to think of my feet as their preys, and oh how I love my room. Being away from places and people make you see things from another point of view somehow and when I came home I realized that I love my room for some reason and I thought "oh I really do have a good taste" haha.
But even now when I'm home and I meet my best friend and my sister and family there is always one thing missing and that is Tim. So being home is nice but still not.
I think that's all I had to say for now :P
Take care people!
Now I'm offically grown up and it doesn't really feel so special. Okay I can get my own packages at the postal office and drink alcohol (if I'd want to anyway...) and drive I guess. Haha I don't know what I think maybe being grown up is a little of both, because now it is so obvious I'm no longer a child which is good in many ways I guess but sometimes I feel like Peter Pan: I don't wanna grow up!!!
I sometimes reread books and think "but what I know she was older than that! I always imagined her as a super old girl" and then I realize how fast I've become older...
Anyways now I am home in Sweden again which I of course have missed in many ways even though I liked it in Holland too, especially since I like Tim so much:P but after all I am born in a country full of forests, hills, mountains and meadows so I missed the nature a bit and my family and cats. And when I got home again everything felt so weird and I still speak english by mistake sometimes like in the shop and stuff when I'm going to pay! So many things have changed here for example I got a baby sister (Julia) and my brother grew like crazy (he thinks I've been in an airplane the whole month though, when he saw me in the morning first thing he said was: oh Alexandra has come down now!) and my kittens grew too and are now 5 wild mini-lions that like to think of my feet as their preys, and oh how I love my room. Being away from places and people make you see things from another point of view somehow and when I came home I realized that I love my room for some reason and I thought "oh I really do have a good taste" haha.
But even now when I'm home and I meet my best friend and my sister and family there is always one thing missing and that is Tim. So being home is nice but still not.
I think that's all I had to say for now :P
Take care people!
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