16, 17, and 18 (december)

the numbers above are not plainly written and stood there for nothing. the numbers above have its own facts in my life. having its own history since the day i was born, trotting until i have grown tall to these days. this year these numbers have it made its own history again but totally different compared to the passing years, and it is awesomely awesome yet holds story of gloomy and unbelievably head spinning days that i have no other option but to go through it. so here goes;


16: the day in december that i was born. that was then in 1991. and now for the 17th time it is my birthday. its time for gifts and wishes from families and friends. couple of messages came via my myspace and my phone, wishing me for my birthday just before midnight, and more friends wishing until its dusk. and it doesn't stop there. hazwan called me and out of the blues, he sang 'happy birthday' to me .oh man thank you soo much. i don't wish for anything you see, because the day before and after is just the same, its not like i've grown goatee or having wrinkles on my face to be called 'old'. and i didn't get much stuff, just driving class and money to buy some shirt. all i know is that good friends and a caring 'wife' and a loving family is all i need for my birthday.

16:is also the year im taking spm! motherfisher im totally glad that this 'demon' is over. but this demon itself gives me life for the future, so instead of killing it i worked hard for it and only god , and the examiners too would know the results to come.


17: the year that have been counted since i'm in the tiny little incubator until now, oh how time dash so fast i can't even compare whether i'm a children that jump around when they're happy having candies or stuff bought for them along side of their parents or a man that have grown up that he is on his own now in whatever he does. i am gonna get my car license a.s.a.p. so i wouldn't sitting my ass on that dummy bus anymore. i'll be off to college or matrikulasi or any institution that have the course of my choice. i guess ill be saying 'bye2 mom n dad n chicken n fish, ill be seeing u guys later after 6 month or so' sooner or later. then ill know how much i miss my family and home. geeez.


18:the age where im allowed to watch pg movies, and stuff. haha.

18:anyway on 18th of dec im out with kak d, banci, and intan, to cs. just to loiter around and hanging out. i met kak d first in mph then went for char kue, sitting and talking while waiting for banci and his sister. without noticing we talk about anything from school stuff to college stuff about almost an hour. the best part is when kak d told me about the telematch held at her college, the funny hakka dance, and a friend of hers who had ilmu mantiq, pretty scary stuff u know. then banci along with intan arrived and assuming that we all hungry, went to secret recipe. ohh the meal, just great, kak d is just having cake because her teeth's hurt, poor her. oh i almost forgot intan took a piece of the cake stuffed it into my mouth. its my birthday alright. haha. and we start to check out things from a shop to another. loiter around it is, but i got myself a vest! ohh i soo look like dan humphrey. haha. kak d bought pair of footwear, its quiet nice actually, intan and banci just drool. haha. later after that everyone head to their home, myfeet like its been already brittle, like it will brake anytime. hahah. oh i almost forgot that we met yo with her family and hazwan, with his girls, i mean lotsa lotsa girl. wooot. well anyways and anyhow i had fun that day.


thanks to those who are keeping me buzy replying ur messages of wishes and all. thank you guys soo much