Hello!
Great morning~
Woke up to an array of heartwarming and super sweet messages.
Am I touched or am I touched?
Hahhahais.
Who would I be without all these people by my side huh
(More cooler obviously hahahaa kidds)
Anyway my family is bad at surprises because
1) Chiqa: she told me they bought me presents like a day before
2) Kak sham, mama & along: such bad actors hahahah one trying to distract me by suddenly asking me to watch stupid videos, one suddenly call me out to feed me durian, one pretending to call his fiancee to go out and eat.
3) Kak sham (again): 4 mins before midnight I could hear her say "3 MORE MINUTES" hahahaha it was loud ok
4) Anga: I heard the lighter while I was still in the room pls
Being 20 is so weird.
I don't remember being 15, 16, 17, 18, I don't remember what changed.
Of course I wouldn't change a thing (okay maybe the selfish part of me wants to change a few things but I trust in Allah's plans so much, I wouldn't)
But if I were given a chance, I would really love to meet myself as a kid.
How would she react to me, what would she think of me.
She probably wouldn't adore me so much.
I survived the crazy dramas that (sadly... or not) shaped who I am today.
Somehow I feel like I would be a much better person if I hadn't had gone through the crazy things especially at school.
But will I really?
These things are what toughened me up, made me more empathatic and compassionate, and taught me values that only experience could have taught.
I still find it hard to accept that i'm not a kid anymore? And I don't think i'll ever accept that.
I guess I have no worries because that kid will always be a part of me.
I am still me despite all.
And that, is something i'll never ever let go.
Adeu.
