BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!

So, the whole complaining thing in the posting before was a total waste of space, mind, and probably soul. My friends, correction: my BESTfriends throw me surprises :) The first one was from my campus friends, they tried to make me believe that another friend of mine whose birthday's the same with mine got a surprise, but not me. They let me sat there watching that girl's surprise :p Then we went to Pancious Taman Anggrek and ate there. And after we finished eating, they give me cake and song blah blah.

After that I go home and wanting to tell my besties about a funny story, but funnily none of them are online. So I text them and none of them replied. Haha. But then as I was playing computer, listening to this exact song that I'm playing at the moment (Olive - You), Silvie and Laura broke into my room and tied me with some sort of towel (yes I know.), and blindfold me with some sort of cloth but I couldn't really figure what that is (and don't really care anyway). Soo, they took on this car ride for about 20 minutes and I can't stop babbling. Haha.

So it turned out really great! Plus, we get to go out at 11.30 P.M! And I got back home at 1 XD

BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!

:D

19 Approaches

Hm. So, I guess I'm gonna be 19 this Friday, which is the day after tomorrow. And after 12 years never celebrating my birthday on my actual birth date, this year still no good. Most of my friends couldn't make it.. yeah sure, whatever.

NO. I want to be selfish this time! I'm very very very disappointed, to tell you the truth. But I couldn't. Of course I'm sad and all, but I guess I have to understand. But I always sort of want to cry remembering this fact. They knew, of course. But they themselves couldn't do anything about their schedule. It's not something to compromise I guess.

My real and honest feeling? I'm sorry but I can't help to not feel this way :(
I feel like I should get the chance to celebrate my birthday at my real, actual, authentic birth date. Why couldn't I? Maybe I should go and watch a movie by myself +.+ That's something new.

Hff. I thought this year's gonna be different, being in university and all. But no different. I guess this is what I gonna get until I die =.= imagine, in school, my birthday always the first day of the exam, or the day BEFORE the first day of the exam. In university, my birthday is sort of lovely, the last day of studying. I got a few days off after that too. So yeah, I could celebrate with my new mates. But none of my besties. Then in work life. My birthday's probably sweeter because it's very close to the end of November, a.k.a payday. And again, I could probably celebrate it with my work mates, but none of my besties coz they're probably busy working as well. And as I grow older, when I have kids, he/she probably wouldn't have the time to celebrate, because it is after all, the month of exam =.= and it goes on for about 12 years. Hhh.

Well. I guess this year I'm gonna, again, celebrate my birthday in--probably--someone else's birth date. These are a very gloomy last days of 18..

HEY. you're probably wondering why I'm feeling this way, BUT I CAN'T HELP IT.
It's just like how you react to sad movies, or to delicious food, or to great awesome performance, or to cockroach, etc blah blah. It's natural. It's on its own. Again, I can't help it. Sorry, but I can't help it. I'm mad, I'm sad, I'm disappointed, but I can't really be mad at anyone, can I? It's not MY fault, clearly. and it's not THEIR fault, as well. It's just a damn bad luck.

Ted

In many ways I'd see myself as Ted. The person who keeps hoping, waiting, crossing fingers for that one thing. The One. Oops. I guess I jumped a little. Yes, I have been watching How I Met Your Mother. Recently, like one hour ago, I just finished season 5. And I can't wait for the 6th! Gosh.

So anyways, like I said before, I'm like Ted in one or two ways. In some part I do have a couple as my best friends, and I do have my own "gang". What's lacking is probably our own "booth" at "McLaren's" :p But that doesn't stop us from hanging out you know.

Actually I was about to write something I thought important, but now it's gone. I guess it's probably not so important after all. Well, just talk about myself, then. Where were we? Yes, like Ted. No, not the part where he got left at the altar, and probably not the part where he is friends with Robin, his ex. But it is alike when it comes to the best friends part, the gang, the hanging out, the fun, the silly jokes, the hopeless romantic he is. Now, that last part was quite true. He keeps waiting for the right one, for The One. He thought he had found "it", but the so-called-"it" left him at the very moment of his wedding. Now, now. If I see it, it's his own fault. Why would he bring Stella's ex to the wedding? But at that time, it seemed like the right thing to do. But from this mistakes, we know that she's not the one for him. Sure it hurts. Being left for her ex who hasn't propose to her even though their already in a relationship for 8 years and had a 7 year-old daughter together. But it told Ted something, didn't it? Imagine, what if Ted didn't invite Tony to their wedding? Stella would probably with Ted now, but sooner or later, their gonna break up anyway. And it'll cost more damage.

Hm. I do tend do get lost in explaining the movie I love. Sooo, I guess what I've been trying to say is.. I have to be patient. And this Ted character gives me that. Don't ever stop loving. Don't stop searching. And more importantly, don't, seriously, DON'T ever stop hoping. Because when you stop hoping, you stop searching, and when you stop searching, you stop loving. And the cycle goes cruel.