Time flies...

You know what? My little Brother (OK, he’s not little – he's 1.85 meter in height…) went for his „Studniówka” (a traditional ball 100 days before high school leaving examination) today. He looked so handsome and mature! I know, I’m emotional, but still. I remember him coming to my bed because he was afraid of sleeping alone in a new place. I remember playing with him: with his cars, bricks, with my dolls. I remember his favourite play before falling asleep – I had to tell names of football players who were on stickers on his furniture. Not only did I have to know the correct order of footballer’s stickers but also in which club they played! :D He was so dangerous when after watching “Rocky” he practiced boxing at me ;) And he was so cute when I was getting ill and he was bringing me a glass of Pluszcz saying: ‘Drink it now.’ And today he is an adult: almost 19 years old, passed his driving licence test this week, made ‘a media career’ in our 8th high school – yeah, being aware of hard work, he went to the same one… :) Nowadays, we have different roles to play in life – I’m getting married, he’ll begin his studies. I hope we’ll never lost touch with each other because he’s my only brother and despite all the differences, all quarrels and all misunderstandings, I love him so!

Because of the fact that my Brother’s ball evoked memories, I’m posting a picture of me taken three years ago when I was leaving for my "Studniówka" :)