- Sunday, December 25, 2011 -
christmas.
Ohaiyou-gozaimasu.
Currently in Loughborough meeting up with Munir so we can go to Cardiff on the 29th later. My online and downloading activities have not been really active for the past few days, so I guess that's why I'm also late in greeting a certain someone's birthday. I'll get to that at the end of the post to brighten things up because what I'm about to post is a bit, depressing, I guess.

There was a gathering earlier on christmas eve so I went there with Munir and Fuad. They were friendly people and I guess I should call it 'healthy' for Bruneians to meet up once in a while and I guess I felt a bit like home just now. That was the good part for me.
But then there was just something that was messing with my head that I had to leave early so I asked Munir to accompany me back home since, well, I don't know my way around here yet and we watched Paranormal Activity earlier so being in a house alone? Not a good choice. And all of a sudden, I freaking cried my ass off! Not the usual boo-hoo cry that most people have seen but the cry-at-night-alone-in-room kind. Yes, the very first I've ever done in front of anyone. Thankfully Munir knows his way to comfort me and he got me through it.

So tale of the sad story? Honestly, I wasn't really sure why I freaking cried, that hard. Maybe I do know but I'm puzzled by the fact that how can something small like that can affect me so much. I guess it's a matter of boys? Here's the problem. Back in the old days, I could get any boy I want. It was easy for me maybe because I was thinner and had a sense of embarrassment. Now, I've grown fatter, I admit that and I don't really care what people usually think of me, that includes boys. Now here's the deal, boys will only go for smoking-hot-good-looking girls. At least, that's what I'm aware of. If not for those type, they'll go for someone, who's not me. I guess that's what's bothering me at the moment. *sigh* But heck, boys.
Best part of the night: WE WENT CYCLING! Nope, not the next morning but at that instant. I suggested it and we did it. After 3 months of no proper exercise besides the moderate netball training I did, after 5-6 years not riding a bicycle, I finally did it, at 3am! And since it has been a while since I last rode a bike and I had a surgery on my toe and I sprained my ankle a few weeks ago, I got into 3 minor accidents. No biggie but toe and ankle do hurt so I'm resting them now. But it was epic! The last few nights Munir, myself and Fuad, and Mali jammed. The next night, we karaoke-d. Tonight, we rode our bikes! Well not technically 'ours' or 'mine' for that matter. But we rode them! Then we watched How I Met Your Mother.

Now I'm waiting for either Munir or Fuad to come back so I won't be alone in the house. And I'm planning on staying up until around 7am so I can do my Subuh prayer and just go to bed already. I'm not sleepy yet though. I guess it's the adrenaline rush I had from the bike ride earlier. I should do that more often. Since I'm here and all, and there are bikes laying around.
So going to the real deal here...
OTANJOUBI OMEDETOU AIBA MASAKI!!!
HAPPY 29TH BIRTHDAY TO THE MIRACLE BOY!!!

My miracle boy is just a year away from turning to the big 3-oh! ♥
Stay happy and crazy for all your fans out here ♥
Wishing you the best in all of your wishes ♥
Also, a merry christmas and a happy new year ♥
HAPPY 29TH BIRTHDAY TO THE MIRACLE BOY!!!

My miracle boy is just a year away from turning to the big 3-oh! ♥
Stay happy and crazy for all your fans out here ♥
Wishing you the best in all of your wishes ♥
Also, a merry christmas and a happy new year ♥
Until then...
Sayounara.
Assalamualaikum.
Sayounara.
Assalamualaikum.
@ 5:29 AM by Wane Y.



