so i'm 18 today, big deal.
i'm probably having the worst birthday, ever.

my father made reservations at the same restaurant, like every other occasion and like every other dinner. not that i dont appreciate it but he didnt even bother asking if i had plan on my own birthday.

"just make sure to come back at 5pm, i made reservations alr."
was all my father said.

my mother is enjoying herself in batam, quite forgetting about her own daughter's birthday. she even failed to at least call me to wish me happy birthday.

"call me again next week, i'm going batam"
was all my mother said.

my own boyfriend is being moody again, and didn't even wish me when i saw him this morning.

"......."

and best part is,
NO ONE HAS WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

ZILCH.
NADAH.
KOSONG.

how great can today be?

at least on last year's birthday I was smiling, and people did remember my birthday. today, no one bothered, and i feel really quite non existent. it's just another birthday, big fucking deal.

gone were the days, i felt so good on my birthdays. & i thought last year's was horrible.. damn is god proving me to be damn wrong.

okay, maybe there are people who remembered my birthday. i just feel damn lousy at the moment. when i woke up, it was just another day, only my father woke me up thinking i had work. no birthdays. when i left and met imran, it was just another day, no birthdays. when i go back home today, we'll just be having dinner outside, like just another day.

to think i had actually thought birthdays are hell of one good reasons to smile.
thank you, god.

happy birthday to myself.

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