20. Twenty. TwEnTy. Two-Zero...
Nah, writing it any different won't make it sound any better. Omgosh. That's two whole decades. I feel pretty old right now.
It's always times like these when i feel really nostalgic and sad. These long summer days, standing in my mum's room; gazing out of the window and watching the night pass me by. That's how it used to be. Back in the old house, where memories still remain forever. I miss that place like mad. It's been just over three years since we moved here yet sometimes when im just sitting down on my bed or daydreaming, i still feel as though im back in our old house again. I had some of my bestest birthdays in that house.
Now, looking back, twenty years of my life have passed me by. Twenty years. I was talking to Mum the other day, asking her what exactly have i got to show for these years, and that's when i realised i have a lot more than i could ever think to ask for. Everything else i gather along the way are just bonuses. :)
Some things go without saying, so with a smile on my face and contentment in my heart; 20, as they say, is when life begins.