parapaparapaparapapara trumpet…
Pararapara. How could be life gooooood… Now I’m sure. I fell in love. How I couldn’t? She’s so nice. And I thik she likes me too, but i don’t know how does she feel. The night turned to day now. 
I’ve been at Dunja’s home today. She arranged a pick-nick for her birthday, there were a few persons that I mostly knew. (She has a nice garden.)
Waiting for her call…