OH NO! I GET OLDER! NO, IT ISN'T THAT BAD....... :')

20 years old. Another year had been added to it yesterday. So here I am, being 21, getting older, and enjoying my new age. So many wishes I hope could come true this year. A LOT of wishes. And also hope that I can get rid of the ugliness inside of me.

But first I'd like to tell a story about what I had been through yesterday.

I woke up at 5, made a wake up call for my boyfriend, because he had to drive his mother somewhere, before we went to campus, and told me that we would be heading off at 7 so I would make the class at 9. But there had been a change since he told me that his mother decided to head off at 7.30. Which I was scared that I'd miss the class. So there we went, starting a fight, because he wouldn't let me go to campus alone. And it was raining I thought it was the new first worst birthday in my whole life since I hated my 8th birthday so much. He was damn annoying I could just slap him with a huge dining table. Plus, nobody could drive me to campus, because my dad used the car to take my sister to her campus, and would be departing soon, in the middle of me bickering with my boyfriend. I had decided to take a cab/taxi when he suddenly said that his mother was dressing up already, minutes before 7. Then he told me to get ready, and thank God my sister hadn't taken off yet, so I headed to his house with them.

I was still annoyed by him, so I kept silent all along the way. Until he told me happy birthday and his mom as well. It washed away the annoyance and resentment I held inside. But somehow I was still mad at him.

Then his mother dropped off, and we went straight to campus. We arrived there at a few minutes past 8, I can't remember. Then we went to look for a typewriter rental, found it, did the assignment, went back to the car to get some stuffs and walked to Bias' dorm near campus.

At 9, me and my friend headed to class, and he waited until 10.30 for iLab. After the class was done, me and my friends went back to the dorm to have lunch. It was at 11, if I'm not mistaken. We did what we usually do, talk, laugh, wait for the food to be delivered. Then I fell asleep. After almost half an hour, I woke up to the sound of my phone. It was him, done with the iLab, and headed here. then I got the feeling of wanting to pee. But Bila suddenly went to the bathroom so I had to wait. And while I waited, there was a knock on the door, and Amel opened it, but when I took a look at the door, there was nobody until Ratu showed up (too bad Abot couldn't be there) and yelled happy birthday to me while my boyfriend held the cake with lit candles. And a birthday card!

I went crazy yet SO happy at the same time. I have to admit that that was the first cake I've ever got from anybody else other than my family hahaha.

Then the candles were blown, cut off the cake, cute little celebration with beloved friends and boyfriend. One of the happiest moments of my life so far. He told me that the morning fight was just his plan to make me upset. He's that annoying. He is.

It's 4 o'clock already, and my boyfriend asked me to go home. We picked his mother up first at his sister's house, then went straight to his house. It was 8 at night and I felt so sleepy so I slept for half an hour or more. He was texting with someone when I woke up but I wasn't interested to know about who that is. I kept closing my eyes until he said he wanted to go to the bathroom, but then two more annoying people emerged and brought two mini cakes and again, with lit candles on top of each cake. They were Bedu and Lina. Another happy happy happy moment, I hug them both! It was all arranged by my crazy boyfriend.

Another celebration, we had fun for a couple of hours then went home.

I had the most beautiful birthday I've ever had so far. Very very grateful to Allah, to give me such amazing friends and a marvellous boyfriend. So grateful to have them all. I LOVE THEM!

And the wishes, yes, let's not forget about the wishes.... I wish to have a better life, to be even more mature, more patient, nicer, cleverer, stronger, tougher, to be less annoying, less cranky, and so on. Too many.

So that's one day full of surprises. 

Nails and Its Luxury

Nail.

It might sound absurd to be the topic of a blog post. It's only a part of human body. It's on our fingers, a thin hard layer that covers up our fingertips...I don't have to explain all that. So, nothing would ever be done by them. They just sit there and wait to be cut because it'll hurt us or others if the sharp ones accidentally slit our skin. But if you dig deeper, there's a lot of interesting things about them. Maybe won't be that much, but it would be worth it to talk about.

Millions kinds of nail. Every person has different kind of nails. Mine are awesome, I must be a bit narcissistic , but they are. I love them, mostly after I cut them short. I love them even more when it comes to Nail Polish. I love them dark, glossy, and glitter-free. Even when it's a bright colour, pink in example, it has to be dark.

However, I don't have the kind of nails I've always wanted. The nails that are so compatible with dark and strangely unique colours. The ones that are short and slightly broad, so you can apply the nail polish complacently, then get a full-coloured nail. Don't care how many layers you have to take to get the nails in a perfect colour. I usually take two layers, because it'll be torn down easily if you apply three layers and you don't dry it enough. Because two layers are perfect actually.

When you're done, and it's dried perfectly, you'll get the most satisfying thing you'll ever make by yourself. It is the most beautiful and strangely boost up your mood. Crazy how a little piece of bottle like nail polish can lighten up your day.

Well at least that's how I feel, and it works for me.