Dear Diary,

It’s been forever! I miss you. I have been busy. I had these Mid-semester exams and then presentations. Let me tell you that college isn’t for the fainthearted. The school work is hellish. We have to do so much in so little time. I feel like my head is going to explode soon. There is so much information in there. Anywho, enough whining. Let’s get to the juicy details. I met a guy (Stop with the eye-rolling). He’s really the real deal. I think he is the one. He’s everything on my list. Tall, dark and handsome. Being a basketball player is also a plus. There’s a slight issue though, he’s a bit older than I am. But age is just a number, right? The age gap isn’t alarming. I’m 19, how old do you think he is going to be? He’s actually 25. He’s not my lecturer so don’t panic. He’s not an assistant to any lecturer too. He’s a student like me. Granted that he’s not getting his bachelors like I am but he’s still a student and I’m of legal age so there’s really nothing wrong with us being together. I bet you wanna know how we met. I actually want to tell you but I can sense the judgement coming off of you and that’s not cool. I gotta be somewhere either way so take this time to cool off and fix that attitude and then I’ll tell you.

Ciao. Come on turn that frown upside down. Toodles.