"We're happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time
It's miserable and magical." - 22, Taylor Swift
I was counting days for a day I would sing 22 by Taylor Swift while turning 22, but as always the day you repeat your birthday runs faster than you ever imagine, you didn't realize it's night already.
I don't know, but nothing excites me that much anymore. Like switching calendar into a new year, or turning 22, that's just another normal day for me, I guess? On a birthday, though, things are a bit different because of surprises and cakes and wishes that are reserved only for you. Family, friends, so much to be grateful of.
This post were dedicated for those who made my birthday felt like a day worth to celebrate. Thank you, for the greetings and wishes. While I was trying to pick up the pieces of reason on why I should love myself more, you guys had made it easier.
Thank you for the cakes, presents, and presences. Thank you, Ibu, for everything I didn't ask for but you gave them without asking in return anyway. Thank you, Bapak, Lala, for always being there for me. Thank you, you two people with cake in your hands, you guys never fail to make me laugh. Thank you, Bang, for the mini cakes and err... things (things are complicated but thanks anyway).
Lol why so melancholic.
THANK YOU GUYS!! Lots of surprises ahead and adventure I have yet encountered. I promise me this year I'll love myself more. ;)