The first entry in my diary has a date 12 April 2000. I was 13 years old at that time. I discovered love at that time and I started my diary, I wrote about my love problems. My biggest problem was that I was not too pretty. However, I had many friends and I always liked meeting new people. I was thinking about love and it is a strange feeling. I had many boyfriends. My first boyfriend was very strong. He liked spending his time with friends and had fun. They did many stupid things. He liked girls. We did not talk very much but we were kissing very often. He wanted to go to bed with me but I did not want to because I was too young. Then our relationship ended. Soon I had another boyfriend. He was very shy and did not talk much. I liked him because he cared about me. When I needed help or had a problem I could rely on him. But in the end we broke. The third boyfriend was a musician. He was a member of a rock group. Many other girls loved him and they did not like me because I was with him. Even some of my friends did that. He was completely different from my first boyfriend because we did not kiss very often. This love lasted for a long time but finally ended. He started taking drugs and became addicted.
Now I am with my fourth boyfriend. Our relationship started 6 months ago and I think that it is a real, real love. The world seems to be beautiful. However, all what is beautiful must have some flaws. He lives far away from me. It is more then 250 kilometres. We do not meet very often but I think that our love will live. I love him very much. He takes care of me and he is very nice. He is also good for other people and animals. However, he often forgets about important things. He sometimes even forgets to ring me. When we meet he sometimes takes me to places which I do not like. But I love him too much to break with him.
