22 is a New Number

Instead of letting the taunts get to you, embrace the new age you've just been blessed with. Because no matter the number, 10 years later you'd no doubt wish you're back here all over again.

These past four days have been a series of utter blasts upon utter blasts.

Thursday

Twas Tap's birthday and we all went out to celebrate with dinner sandwiching both our birthdays. Food was great, family was greater. 

Friday

Spent baking and licking leftover batter with my lovelies. Followed by a well concealed surprise and a certain something wrapped in red ribbon.

Saturday

Started off with wishes upon wishes that made me so touched I wanna cry, but had a Contempt Lit paper that killed the mood. Fortunately, it was manageable and quite satisfying. Afterwards we got our CW results for the test and portfolio and Alhamdulillah is all I'll say. But the day wasn't over quite yet, we had carrot cake and kek batik and rambutan with the whole class and it was awesome! Played hide and seek around the faculty, yes we did. Played this other silly Simon says sorta thing later on. I swear to God I never expected myself to bend forward, head up, one hand on someone's knee and shake my butt in TESL Sq. Got back home and was utterly pooped. Phewhh. Meant to meet the Jimbons pulak tht night, but I snoozed. T.T

Sunday

Alas, went out with someone somewhere. Got another gorgeousness with lots of pages titled My Sister's Keeper (Ain and Haki, you guys are responsible for my decision). Tried Coffee Bean for the first time, thx mister, it was heaven! Finally had roti nan for dinner with Ain, which was sumpah heavenly, but bising gila sebab bola. =.="

Thanks everyone for your thoughts and everything. You guys have made this birthday one to treasure. :')

Twenty-two is a new number, but the same old journey.