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wow. me.

now there’s a subject i can go on and on and on and on about. me is rockin’. awesome. i love me. i love that me loves me.

i am 20 years old. and i wanted to write 19, but i remembered i am 20. now that came as a shock. it came as a surprise to me. i didn’t expect the 20′s to hit me this fast. but i don’t act the way i thought i would when i was 8.

when i was 8, i though 20 will be something so strange and adult. that i will have a serious job and a serious life and all that not-wanna-do stuff. so i didn’t wanna grow up when i was 8. hell, i didn’t wanna grow up when i was 19. and i still don’t wanna grow up. it seems to be working. i am not growing up.

i am growing in different ways. i am growing… smarter, i learn something new every day. and stronger. and funnier. i am really funny already, though. how funny can you go? well… we’ll see.

i am happy. i really am. the last couple of years of my life were like a dream, and i have my family, friends and my boyfriend to thank for that. all amazing. really. thank you.

i am happy. i really am. sometimes i think of what my wishes would be and realize i have none, because everything is so great and i love my life. and all the people in it.

so, i am a college student. i am studying how to be a journalist. we still didn’t start learning how to write, and i am on my second year. but i am already a journalist. a published journalist. how cool does that sound? super cool when you write it like that.  :)

what i do study is political science. i study that a lot. all kinds of same sorta things, same names, there is like 15 of them repeating all the time. very annoying, actually. but i am a good student, so i know all those names.

been to the states already. been there when i was 17. that is such a good number, 17, don’t you think? i was an exchange student in the states. and i have a jacket to prove it.

and that, my friends and valued readers, is one great jacket. i absolutely love it. i had to go to competitions and place in regionals in order to get that. which was easy, of course. but i had to do this, because i was physically incompetent, so i couldn’t possibly won it playing some kind of a sport.

except for dancing. but the school i was in was so small, that it did not have a dance club! surprise, not.

but florence was good. it was a sweet little town, with a lot of nice people. i met a bunch of nice people over there.

my host family was fantastic. imagine that, someone just agrees to keep you for a year. while you are a teenager. brave of them! my host dad was a rockin’ kinda person. he was one of the most rockin’ people i ever met! the man rides a harley. now, that is coolness. honestly. he is awesome.

cute little town, florence. there were some good days there.

and then i came home. well, podgorica isn’t much of city, it needs a lot of paint to even begin to look decent, but i love it. and i loved being back. although i was so not ready for real studying, again.

american high school – a year vacation for me. communism high school system residues that reside montnenegro today was what awaited. i dealt with that, too. the first day was weird. few people were like, “omg, where the hell were you?!” and some of them were more like “ah, you again” but that is something they had to deal with, not me.

i had a lot of fake friends in my life. darn, i could not count them all, even if i wanted to. too many of those. but that is okay. i don’t care that much *yawn*.

then i read “brothers karamazovi” and lost my religion. camus helped with his “stranger”, but i love how the bible finished the job. damn, that book is senseless. but that is a whole new blog. coming up soon. (i know twinie is looking forward to it)

so, now i am not a christian! tough luck. they can do without 5 billion. another one is nothing for them

i am an activist. i have always wanted to say that. i am an asmyle alumni and we pick up trash all over the country. both countries! that is exciting. i mean, we do more than pick up trash, we have all sorts of society grateful projects, and it is incredible how exciting can all that be.

i love working with my fellow alumni and making montenegro a better place. because montenegro rocks most days.

i also work. did i mention i am a journalist? i rock

i am in love. i am in so much love, i can’t even begin to realize it sometimes. and i love what it has done to me. i love how i feel.

i am super happy. that’s me.

student, activist, employee, family member, friend, girlfriend. not put in order in importance. i am all that. that is how i am perceived.

but i’m me. and i love you.

all the love,