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//Sunday 7:48 PM
Presents
I hate this. I just wrote an uber long post about my birthday. And even wrote a story here. I didn’t even get to save what I just wrote. Dammit. Things like this seriously makes me want to take a rock and smash everything in front of me. Or take everything and smash it all on a rock. Whichever is more quicker. Sigh. I’m in no mood to re-write everything from my lost post. I don’t even remember what I just wrote. So I’m just going to write things down as it comes to mind. I apologize if I seem to come off as rude in this post. It’s only because I’m tired and irritated. If it weren’t for the sudden ‘defense mechanism’ of my ‘hi-tech laptop’, I’d be in a much better mood.
In fact, I am. I am grateful for everything. I guess I just got my hopes up too high. I thought since it was my 18th birthday, I would get something special this year. But nope. Nothing special. Just the usual stuffs. Oh well. Better something than nothing. Right? So starting from my friends’ presents. Or should I say, my friend’s present. I think only one of my close friends gave me one. A big chocolate bar. Well, not that big. But it is big. You get the point. Cadbury Daily Milk Black Forest. Yummy. Of which, by the way, I haven’t even started eating yet. Well at least, at current time anyway. I’d probably finished eating it by the time you read this post. So yea… no chocolate for you. Wooo~ hahaha Xp Anyway, thanks for that, Miji. Kidding. I understand. With all the hectic times and everything. Everyone’s busy fighting against the exam fever that’s going around this week. I’m busy too with my own revision. So yea I understand. But I am grateful for all the birthday greetings. You actually took time from your busy schedules and greeted me here, Facebook, MSN and even texted me on that day. Even those who were late in greeting me on my birthday, I am grateful for that. I couldn’t ask for better friends. Well I could ask for better friends who would actually give me presents but I guess you have everything, right? Hahaha kidding. Sigh… Okay so next up is presents from my family. Like I said earlier, not that much. Just the usual gifts. My parents gave me money for my birthday which I always look forward to every year. So I was pretty happy about that. Money which I already spent to buy stuffs. I love money by the way. If you didn’t know. My eyes will go ching-ching-kaching every time I see money. No lie. Xp My sis bought me stuffs when she was in KL last time. Stuffs like biscuits, cookies, etc. Basically all those yummy treats. I like yummy treats too. Besides than money. Especially Marks & Spencer biscuits. So next time you guys go to a Marks & Spencer, remember me okay? *nudges you* She also bought me this nice perfume. I think it’s called ‘Jean-Paul Gaultier Le Male’. Basically a perfume for males. Just in case you didn’t get it. Jean-Paul Gaultier ‘Le Male’ Okay what else… oh yea, along with the perfume and the cookies and the treats, she also gave me a really cool shirt and some pajamas. Yeah you read it right. Pajamas. Seriously. Don’t get me wrong. Pajamas are nice and comfy and soft to the skin (LOL Xp) but it’s just not for me. When she gave them to me, I was like, ‘what the…’ So yea… I wore it that night. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Nothing bad happened to me. No weird rashes. No unexplainable incidents. No nothing. I was okay. Go figure. So here’s a pic of me wearing it. Don’t laugh. I suck when it comes to self-cam. Not to mention the overwhelming feeling of dorkiness washing over me. I mean when I was looking at myself with the mirror, my whole being screamed ‘dork’. I felt like a kid. I mean the last time I wore PJs was when I was… seven years old? I usually go to bed in just a simple T-shirt and shorts. Or just shorts sometimes, when things get a little too hot to handle. Xp But it’s okay. I like it. It’s stripey-ish. So it’s okay. Anyway, I’m grateful to everyone for this special day. Even if I didn't get that many presents this year, I was happy. It’s not what people give you that is important, but the thoughts that went with it. So yea… for that, I thank you guys. Umm. All happiness and gratitude aside, sadness still managed to creep that day. I’m sad that I couldn’t spend my 18th birthday with the people that truly matter to me. At least, not with everyone. Some of you might know what I’m talking about here. Sigh… Okay that’s the end about the presents thing. Now on to the real ‘gift’ of that night. The dream. I don’t believe in premonitions, visions or anything like that. You know how some people sometimes say that dreams are messages, visions, predictions or whatever about the future. I don’t believe in those kinda stuffs. It’s just stupid superstitions. If it actually happens, then it is just purely coincidence. Nothing supernatural. Just a normal thing. Dreams are just as real as déjà vu. I know for a fact that this particular dream, no matter how real it felt at the time, is not going to happened. I know it’s going because it is truly impossible and insane and just plain weird. And I think I just crushed the chances of it actually happening because of last night. Yeah something happened last night, and the chances of the dream actually fulfilling is zero. So yea… so much for this dream. Oh well. Doesn’t mean I can’t tell what it is about, right? Anyway this post is getting a little too long. I’ll continue the dream story on my next post. Labels: birthday, dream, me, presents |
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