So that's is. I'm 25 years old lady now. I feel so old D:
I know I'm not, but I just feel old, not for my age but my life I think. I miss my dad, I really hate when I dream about him (who's often) because I hate to wake up and remember he's not longer here. And he died exactly one month before his birthday (10-4-08) and two month before my birthday because we born at the same day. I just feel like crying all the tiem these days.
*Sigh*
Today was (is) a really good day but still. I saw my friends, I got a second interview for a job I really like and I'm goign to work there the next week as a training (wish me luck)and some people gave me presents. I want to thank you all of you who whished me a happy b-day.
Still feel like crying even when I write this (I am infact and I don't usually cry. Never in front of people at least). I'm just too much fucked up aren't I?
I'm depressing, sorry. It was a good day after all. I was really happy about the job and all, but I just miss him too much now.