The Oldies are gone now. Peter and Jess are back in Australia. Harry is back with his family but his exchange is over. Soon enough me and the other boys will be oldies. It is more a thought that ages me more than I would like to admit and I’m sure if I looked hard enough I could find some gray hairs. I only have a few months left. I feel the time slipping away and that makes me sad but I’m also very happy. I find out new things in Berlin that I want to do and the March Conference and Eurotour are only a hair away it seems. I wish it weren’t so cold out and I didn’t have school. I just want to go out everyday and look around the city and do everything.
I hope I can be as good an oldie as mine were to me