when I was a little kids I loved reading,,,now I have grown up, rather I am quite of age already and I still love reading. what is the point of writing the information here? have no clue ... my eyes ache and I can't read now though I want to ... this means time to go to bed. Anyway I have nothing interesting to do. If I tried, there still were tiny chances of entertaining myself like going out and walking, visiting my old and precious friends, going to the cinema ... but I decided on staying at home and fighting with sleep. but I am going to give up now and get my tired self to bed...

new moon is hanging over the earth ...
street lights light streets ...
cars move and stop and stop and move ...
the earth goes round its axis ...
tomorrow is Saturday and Nino doesn't have to wake up at 7 ...

one of my friends promised me a bike and you can't imagine how I am looking forward to getting it ...

there is one more thing: I want to see the new year in in Svaneti
what do you think?