haapy? birthday....

Sept. 7, 2009
Happy birthday to me!!!
Oh! How I wish I’m happy. It’s my birthday so I have to be happy. Even though I’m not, but I have to pretend. I don’t want others to get pity with me. It’s my first ever birthday away from my family. No one cares about it, no more happy moments to be shared, and no celebrations. I’m turning 17 and leave my life of being sweet sixteen. One year awaits and I’m not a minor anymore (it’s what they called “minor no more”).
I thought no one’s care about my birthday, yet there is. Someone’s gave me a box of chocolate with an effort of wrapping it and with a cute letter inside. He’s just the only person who gave me a birthday present that day. I really appreciate things which someone’s gave an effort to do it especially when that person is important to you. Haizt! That person is a special friend of mine (FRIEND only).
When that day is nearly to end (of about quarter to twelve o’clock), I was surprised by my roommates. I don’t expect that they have a present for me. Balloons, small snacks and pizza cake with 17 candles in it. We all celebrate my birthday in our room. Each of them shares their wishes for me. We sang, we dance, share each different stories (especially love life) and giggles all night. And again, laughter’s and new memories are made. My day is complete. And my birthday ends with a happy ending.

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