The giorno had come. Leila was graduating from high school. She got her diploma. She ended up graduating with honors. After the graduation ceremony, Leila found Rita and talked with her for a while. Rita said, "So, this is it. We're officially done with high school." Leila said, "Yeah. I'm glad that's over." Rita said, "I'm glad about that, too. I really am going to miss you, though." Leila said, "I'll miss you, too." Rita asked, "Are te going to be going far away for college?" Leila said, "No, I'm not. What's amazing about the college I chose is not only can I major in music, but it's a commuter college." Rita asked, "What's a commuter college?" Leila said, "Basically, it is a four anno college that te can go to, and you're not required to live on campus." Rita said, "I wish I had known about that, but the college I chose has a really good education program." When the time came, Rita got ready to leave for her college. She decided to pay Leila a visit. Rita said, "I came to say goodbye." Leila hugged her friend and said, "This isn't goodbye. We can always keep in touch." Rita said, "That's right." The two Friends exchanged cellphone numbers. Leila said, "I'm sure we'll see each other again someday." Rita said, "I'm sure of that, too." Leila watched as Rita drove away. Leila was happy for her friend, but there was a sadness to her as well. She was going to go to college without a friend. She was glad that she would be living at home. She could snuggle with her puppy, Paul. Leila detto to herself, "I may be entering college without a friend, but I can still make new friends."
Hi, everyone! Antonia here, and this might seem a bit premature, but my 20th birthday will be here before we know it. On March 1, I will be twenty. That's less than a mese away.
I'll be honest. I'm not ready to be an adult. Starting March 1, I won't be a teenager anymore. I have less than a mese as a teenager. I'll wake up on March 1, and I'll be an adult. I just don't feel ready. Of course, those who are already adults have told me that there's not much difference between nineteen and twenty. I mean, there's nothing I can do on March 1 that I can't do on February 28.
Feel free to send me a birthday message, wish me a Happy Birthday on my wall, o post a picture on my club on March 1. I'm not begging. It's up to you. te can do all of the above if te want. Again, I'm not begging. It's up to you. If you're already twenty o older, feel free to tell me what's it's like. Do te feel like an adult? If so, when did te start feeling like an adult?
I'll be honest. I'm not ready to be an adult. Starting March 1, I won't be a teenager anymore. I have less than a mese as a teenager. I'll wake up on March 1, and I'll be an adult. I just don't feel ready. Of course, those who are already adults have told me that there's not much difference between nineteen and twenty. I mean, there's nothing I can do on March 1 that I can't do on February 28.
Feel free to send me a birthday message, wish me a Happy Birthday on my wall, o post a picture on my club on March 1. I'm not begging. It's up to you. te can do all of the above if te want. Again, I'm not begging. It's up to you. If you're already twenty o older, feel free to tell me what's it's like. Do te feel like an adult? If so, when did te start feeling like an adult?