I love the Rain.I love,love the rain. When I was born,That was July 26,1991 to be exact... It was raining hard according to my mom but then again, She was brought to the hospital by my GrandParents. Who Would've thought that 14 years have gone by.. and the baby is already me?

Time passes by really quickly.

Erika's BirthDay(July 12) Celebration was really... weird.Classes was supended and after that significant news,We headed Straight to Erika's house. and..There's no classes the next day.

As for my birthday... I'm not really excited or giddy for it. I don't know. Though last week, I made a request to everyone. Yeah.To everyone. and now..Birthday girl's not even happy about it. What in the world is happening to me?

I'm turning 15 in less that 20 days. 15 in less than 20 days. I think age is just a number. Just a number. Before, I used to believe that every year I must grow up.I must change.

and I did.

When I turned 13, I started feeling insecure about other perfect girls. When I become a teener or teenager, I started to feel bad about myself. It's been 3 years.3 years in my teen year. I still have 4 years to enjoy teenhood. 4 years to be a better person.4 more years to live a happier lifestyle.


I'm still fond of the rain.and as far as I know.. Rainy days will always be my favorite time of the year...and so is my birthday.

..and She prepared for the Party!