That was hours after my last post: About my birthday... 1) As usual I didn't celebrate it much, for me it doesn't mean "happiness". 2) I don't enjoy getting older . 3) I find it so boring. 4) Every year it becomes worse. 5) Every year less people congratulate me. I'M PLEASED THAT IT IS JUST ONCE A YEAR. After my birthday... February comes quickly. Well... I don't have a lot to say. I'll summarise it. First of all... 1000 days had passed since I opened my twitter account. Congratulations to me ? Maybe I don't deserve them. Today I'm not going to sleep well, not only I don't want to but also, they will not let me sleep. Yeah, I must admit that my neighbourhood is a completely disaster! And I started to abhor this place a few years ago.New neighbours sometimes means... new troubles. "The bad boys" if I could call them that way, they're forbidding me to sleep, and they're rising in numbers, first they w