happy birthday...

9th december 1989..
that was the day i was born...
today marks the 17th year i have lived in this world..

the night before, we had this sleepover thingy...
both of us on the floor using my blanket as bed..
after a few mins..both of us cant sleep cos it was uncomfortable..
finally we decided to return to our lovely beds and slept soundly after that..

the next morning, i woke up to a macdonald's breakfast bought by my sis..
thanks kak...so much..
we ate and talked and it felt good...
not exactly the birthday i had in mind but it was so much better..

as i sat there eating, i thought about the past 16 years of my life..
i admit that i have done a lot of mistakes
i was happy.. and at times sad too..
but i have never regretted any of my decisions...

but on this day..i am deeply upset..
the person who brought me into this world had not talked to me...
not even wishing me...
i am glad for my sister because she gave me the strength to face this..
when your loved ones do not talked to you..it hurts badly..
its so painful that you wished someone would just take you away so that you dont have to face it...

so..just wanna wish myself
a happy 17th birtday....