it’s been da forth consecutive years that im not physically present celebrating your burfdae 😦
how time past huh! i remembered u were here with me when i first touched down in bint-ulu, i was lost and intimidate, u hold my hand telling me to be strong and everything will be fine. so true, life’s is so gonna end in less than one month time and i SURVIVED four years here sans McD, shopping centresss, J.CO and companion of mami daddy gege yiyi popo mama kakak. mi, see, im a big girl. i can take really good care of myself (but u thought sometimes overly good when i splurged :S ).
i felt like a bad girl having a tiff with on da evening, a day before your burfdae. i didn’t really meant what i said. words blurted without being processed in frontal lobe. and im feeling dang bad being sucha inconsiderate girl. guess im just not that big enough to deal issues with adults. hence i chose to run away. run away from reality. run away from shallow adults. run away from comfort zones. it’s almost time for me to venture in da REAL real world. and u just have to let me go so that i could morph into someone that i have envisioned myself to be. mi, no matter how far i run away, home sweet home is still DA place for me. rest assured of that!
mami, eppie burfdae!
no, don’t bloodily ask. don’t u know age is a sensitive issue for women? *smash your head*