19 March..
was the day I was born, according to Pagans calendar (or Sun calendar).
But on Islamic calendar, I should be born somewhere in Rabiul Akhir. And instead of turning 25 years old, according to Islamic calendar, I should be 27 years old.
I appreciate that I was born to Earth.
Usually people celebrate their birthday.. But me?
Instead of going out..
I went straight home..after work..
Nobody is able to spend time with me.
Not a single soul.
Say what you wanna say.
Try spending your birthday ALONE with nobody.
See how you feel.
Not even a soul partner to spend with.
Not even a single one.
Just you alone.
No wonder I felt pissed in the morning.
Didn't expect this birthday to feel more melancholy throughout the entire day.
And thanks, I did cry.
Even now.
On my birthday ok, instead of being happy.
Thanks for the wishes anyway..