twenty-two.

I, now officially belong to the '21 and above' group. If such a thing even existed. I hate it.

Honestly.

I don't like the number 22, to tell you the truth.

Sidek or Basha or someone : So cane rase jadi 22?
Me : Ntah.

I lied. Aku tak suke. But a girl's gotta grow up, right? So live with it je lah.

He threw me a birthday party :) It wasn't really a party, though, since the number of people invited was small. Blame him for the late call. But it was nice, I feel like I am surrounded with my beloved ones :) Thank him for the efforts.

Sidek I just realised there's just one picture of you during the party :( Sorryyy I know I promised to take over your SLR taking photos but I'm afraid it'll break or fall or something like that. SLR is quite heavy, people.

But the pictures are superb I love!

Thank you thank you :)

He gave me the perfect present. I don't know what I did to deserve it.

And my mum sent me a birthday gift with a bithday card.



She is very funny.

To think about it, about the 22 years I've been living, I never want to change any part of it. I was always on my what-ifs phase, I regret things I didn't do, I hated some parts in my life that just didn't go my way. But now looking at it I feel like I'm wasting all those times away when I should just be content and happy.
I have everything I want; love, joy, friendships, and maybe success; here and there.
Maybe not the perfect life, but it is quite perfect for me.
For that, I am grateful.

Okay. So here comes the list.

To Be Completed Before 25
1)get a kitten, long furry in white
2)CUT HAIR. At least a few inches so it doesn't touched my bum
3)get a new haircut. And change color. I get bored easily
4)gain a few more pounds
5)lose a few more pounds on arm, please
6)play guitar in front of more than 10 person
7)have a few of 10k in account(sigh)
8)already a graduate
9)get rid of a few of the handbags, get a decent one
10)get a part-time job

I don't know I suddenly feel the need to make the list, like an adult should make one so I have to. It doesn't make sense, I know.

Looking back, I just realized sometimes my posts sounded melancholy. A lot, maybe.