i'm trying hard to be thankful. i am. deep down, there's a blur humbled heart that smiles and tries to thank every blessing it gets. in a lovely manner, though sincere and truthful, i thank everyone. but i cant help it, my heart dies at the age of 16.
personally i dont think it died. i mean, metaphorically, i think it's in a coma or paralyzed. i'm a firmly believe that time heals all. anyway, enough ranting. yours truly turned 16 last wednesday. the day started with a surprise from mom and my family, with cheesecakes and all, they know i hate chocolates. my little brother gave me harry potter tickets. shite, he even wrote "your first birthday wishlist, to the best sister ever" the boy rocks at the age of 9 i tell you. new laptop, new wrist watch, yadda yadda.
i arranged a small celebration with 20 of my closest friends. while waiting for them, i watched kabhi kushi kabhi gham, my absolute favorite hindustani movie. even then the mundane atmosphere could not dissipate. i was yawning. then ditya, zahra, dhini, fiya, kyrol, sandy, mustakim, and yuda, came with a cake and tons of love. i love you ditya. really.
dinner at sushi zanmai was a delight, especially having dad with us. fyi, he moved, work purposes. and the neverending birthday present kept making my day. especially one phone call from aulia rasyid. cheerio squidward!
and fergy, if you're reading this, yes i received your package. MUSTACHE IS LOVE I TELL YOU! i cant say it's the best birthday ever, it cant compete with last year's. but still, i need to heed this lesson, that this year, i have to be thankful. besides, i got what i want the most right?
i thank everyone :)
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