My last hours as a 28 years old

I spent my last hours of being 28 years old making myself a chocolate cake (while listening the Barcelona vs Milan soccer game).

The cake is in the oven now, so I decided to get a glass of wine and write a couple of lines.

First of all, let me repeat how great this year was... I need to say it once more: it was great, thanks.

happy me at the age of 3 in my grandparents' awesome swimming pool

Damn. 29 sounds like a scary number.
I am starting to realize that very soon I will have exactly 1 year to do all the things I wanted to do before turning 30:

1. Learn Finnish 
2. Travel to India
3. See the Aurora Borealis 
4. Go to a cooking school 
5. Buy a longboard and skate to work everyday
6. Get over my fear of driving
7. Go to the Gelato University 
8. Participate in some volunteer program 
9. Eat at a Michelin start restaurant  
10. Visit Southern Italy
11. Stand up on a surf board for more than 10 seconds
12. Finish my last painting 
13. Take a sommelier course 
14. Travel to Japan and/or New York
15. Ride a pink bike 

Oh my...why do I always leave everything to the last minute year?

Well, I work best under pressure so let's make it happen, 365 days are a lot of days...
Let's try to cross off all the items on this list!
(except for the number 1... I'm sorry but I can already tell you that life is too short to learn Finnish)

Cake is ready, Barcelona lost the soccer game... and I still have a couple of minutes left before I become 29. I'm gonna start the countdown by listening to this song as loud as I can.
Sorry dear neighbors, this is the last time. I promise.



Tonight,
we are young
so let's set the world on fire
we can burn brighter
than the sun.