I'm sorry for late update darlingss.
It has been about a week since I turned eighteen. So what have changed since then? Everything is pretty much the same as it was before and yet so many things have happened. Life at home is still the same, I am still fat, I still have the same friends and I still suck at playing piano. And then, there are the events, happenings that left me in awe, speechless and over the moon.
On Saturday, had lunch with the family at Tony Roma's. The food there, simply scrumptious! Trust me, you don't know what you're missing here. Later that night, went to Bobott's house and yakked till midnight, talked on the phone with Pok, received quite a number of birthday wishes and slept late.
It was nothing big, no parties, gathering of sorts yet it was one sweet day. It was a Sunday, not like any other, as I spent my morning answering Fardhu Ain questions and getting ready for a day out with him and looking forward to meeting up with the others. We headed to Midv, queued for Jumper tickets and met with Nik Izzat. Ah, he looked good, tall and fit, sportsmen, I say. Met his friends Nurul and Aidil, nice good people. Apparently I forgot to wish Nik Izzat earlier on the 11th, he just turned eighteen as well. Yes, another '90 baby :) Zhaf and Mista dropped by before heading elsewhere, cuci mata (wash eyes?) while Shafiq and I enjoyed a good movie of Jumper. It's decent, very nice really, though I do wish it had a better ending. We met up with Wafa after and I was fortunate enough to play a few scores on a 90k black baby grand piano. Heaven :) Not to mention that cool/hot dude (salesguy) who kinda jammed with me, heh. Baik betul dia. Had Baskin Robins after and met up with Ema at Sentral, she wanted to give me a birthday present, and went home. Like I said, it was nothing big but I had fun. Tremendous. I was on cloud nine.
Later that night, the girls; Aifa, Yana and Farah surprised me with a birthday songm a doughnut and a card. Soon after I went to see Zhaf, Mista, Mue and Aizat at Ukc and they got me good. They made me close my eyes and threw eggs and cold water at me before singing happy birthday out loud :) I'm definitely one of the boys now HAHA. Boyaaan, thanks boys x)
I must say that Syuk's birthday wish was the best of all, a funny combination of singing Alicia Keys' No One and eating Oreos while driving. See, Syuk, I'm everywhere HAHA. Okay wtv. Ema's birthday gift was just, amazing. She did a drawing/painting of me, a repeated kind of type. I don't quite know how to explain in perfect words but it was one of a kind, a work of art. I could not stop smiling after I saw it. It wasn't the fact that it was a picture, it was that she actually did it and painted it so beautifully. Simplicity as its best.
On Monday night, I could not sleep and stayed awake for about 30 hours until I finally slept, for only about 4 hours due to the stupid mosquitoes. Buggers. Had my periods and a very bad mood indeed. I just hate periods, don't you?
Wednesday, followed Shafiq and Abg Epui to Sunway, bowling tournament. Got teased in the car for not pronouncing 'quay' right, ah. BOYANNNNN. Walked around after the game and found myself inside Dorothy Perkins. Abg Epui insisted we ask the lady/guy (it?) for the hoodie that I so badly want, and so I did. Third call, she/he informed us that it's available. Can you believe it?! The effin hoodie is effin available! It's there! There! There! I couldn't believe it myself, that hoodie being there and Abg Epui getting it for me. Like, for real? Oh yeah baby. Cloud ten! HAHA. He gave it to me on Friday in the car. That itself was another story. Shhh.
As for Friday, we went to Klcc, it was a last minute decision, Mama wanted to get some books on project directing, of sorts. So yeah, we went shopping. For books. For shoes. For clothes. I was lucky enough to find Cecelia Ahern's and Nicholas Sparks' books. Scores! Faiqah and Amani got their own pair of converse; what's the deal here ey. I was slightly envious, well, theirs cost more than mine and unfortunately for me, were nicer, prettier. Faiqah actually got a grey pair. Gahh. Oh well, never mind. We stopped by Marks & Spencer for a quickie and end up buying a top for me and Faiqah. Yeay us. Haha. Izzati was a bit upset since she didn't get anything, Mama was rushing, as always lah. Note: one can never rush oneself when one is at a bookstore, let alone Kinokuniya. Ma said we'd go back on Sunday before sending me off to school or something like that, but then, Amani's shoes turned out to be both the same side so yeah, Klcc it is.
The following day (Sunday), accompanied Mama to Pasar Tani. It's been a while since my last visit to the wet market, so it was quite a good feeling though, seeing the pakcik soya and pakcik cakoi. Heh, they remember me well. Went to school after that, in hopes to see the shiznits - Aza, Megat, Syafiq, Meuy and the rest :) Lavv lavv. Were fortunate enough to see them, yeay. Aza I'm gonna miss youuuuu, we all will! Went back home at noon then headed to Klcc with the family, yet again, at about four, plus minus. Shopped for Izzati, a pair of converse for her and two books and she was up and about again. Tersengih sengih. This time around though, I did not buy anything, since it was only just the day before that I got myself two books and a new top, but then, we went to check my eyes and now they got me a pair of glasses. I do not want to wear glasses but my astimatism is not so alright, especially when I'm in class. I felt guilty of the price tag though (I still am, huhu), I thought of getting a cheap one, but Abah had to buy it at Klcc now ey. Sorry Ma. Which just adds to the pressure, for me to perform ever-so-well this semester. Or I am, without a doubt, screwed. Which, in this case, I think I already am. Ah. Faaka.
Stress!
Yeah I got what I wanted, what I asked for - Converse shoes, the novels, Dior glasses, the DP top, Marks&Spencer top - but I guess I'm just not used to it, it's been a long while since things like this happen to me, getting all of this. I'm grateful, happy.
Moving on...
I'd like to thank each and everyone of you who remembered, who took the time and energy, who made my day, each and everyone of you.
Erin Bobott
Afi Barneyy
Nad Yoyo
Danial
Kaka
Iekha Lecka 00:00
Farahin Bo 00:00
Shafiq <3>
Daus Gombak 00:00
Wafiy NT
Farah Chom
Kekhalid
Alyaa twinny
Aleea
Niksu
Miza
Mirul Click
Fafawafa
Rasya
Hayad
Mysara
Emer
Farhan Alia
Dhaous
Ijan
Nik Izzat
Shamine
Sya Ben
Syukrayy
Tun Sya
Aliaa Wawi
Naby Aed
Anishh
Zhaf Js
Fatin Ict
Kak Awi
Abg Epui
Saddiq
Uncle Richard
Yana
Bilik 226A;
Dharma
Farid
Aizat
Bazlee
Sam
Fizajaja Oz
Ema
Cik Nad
Nurul
Aidil
Nik Izzat again
Nazriq
Shafiq's parents
Ikha
Cheeka
Isma
Adeera
Min
Megataa
Diana
Monkey
Afiqah s5
Lyssa
Honeyy
Tati
Ahmed Shah
Farha Phat
Farisa
Ezzati Ict
Hanis Varcoe
Shaq
Eizzaz
Aliaa Nabila
Ainaa
Waa
Farah
Aiman
Kak Yam
Dirah
Afiqah kecik
Zhaf again
Mista
Mue
Aizat
Yana
Aifa
Farah
Meuy (who finally called!)
Syira
Zariel
Adib
Atikah
Mirawr
Bidin
&& Mama, Abah, Faiqah, Amani and Izzati.
Thank you people, and also many thanks to this lot;
Thank you Erin for the great night, for yakking like old times and taking pictures like mad. Thanks for the painting Ema, it's amazing. Thank you boys for the eggs and birthday song, it was my first. Thank you boys of 225 ABC, it's not Hari Raya btw ;) Thank you Nik Izzat for the snowglobe, for being at Midv on the same day as I was and seeing me. Thank you Wafa for coming to Midv. Thank you Niksu and Meuy for singing the birthday song. Thank you Yana, Aifa and Farah for the card and doughnut. Thanks for the DP top Abg Epui, I'm speechless, thank you thank you thank you. Thank you Shafiq <3 for the Diary That Will Change My Life, I can't believe you actually remembered. Thank you, oh annoying and strangely lovable sisters, Faiqah, Amani and Izzati for the cute card and mocha. And most importantly thank you Abah and Mama, for the cute card, the pair of converse, the two novels, that rad M&S top, for the costly Dior glasses and for putting up with my difficult self, for always believing in me although I have failed you before, for being difficult strict yet loving parents, for being my parents and for everything that you've done and given me. I can't thank you enough. I love you all.
Thank you so very very much.
The song is playing loud and clear and still I turn up the volume, louder and louder. Deafening my own voice inside, screaming.
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