When you become older...

>>First blog in English<<

If you met me in 2010 January...

I will say: my 25th birthday will be in Cuba, in some dirty Cuba club with hot, hot, hot dances till the morning. That was my dream. But came 2011 January and I am here in Dolo alone "like a finger"... without friends, without family, without any plan. I just want to run away from 30th January! Delete this day from calendar...

In general I don’t like my birthdays because I see that time is going, that its running...

 So came 29th January, I was happy because of all week (when I didn’t sit in Dolo, but go around to Brescia and Bologna). It’s made me really happy!

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It’s my birthday in some club in Padova where is reggae music, we dance till the morning, we drink till the morning! And I was really happy!!! Even if I thought this will be the most bad birthday - it wasn’t like that at all! I was really happy! When Dj said "Auguri lettone!" :) I was so happy, because I already have friends here. Life bring me them to make me happy!

 In the morning (8 a.m.) my dad called, first word was from my mouth, very, very happy: PAPAAAAA!!!

I was so happy to open my eyes and understand - TODAY I BECOME 25 years YOUNG! SO GREAT!

I run away from Dolo, from IL PORTICO to Bologna and spend again nice, sweet time! Even my dear Latvia make me the biggest present - snow in Bologna. It was from my Latvia, she love me so much! Like I her!

So in the end this was really nice birthday even if I didn’t get any flower, present or cake. I get a lot good thinking and that is the most important!

Why I wrote in English, to say BIG thank you people who make me happy in Italy: mia spagnolita Lidiaaa, Kuba Libre, family-Olaf&Estere and Calebres!

Grazie!