Turning 28 at the strike of midnight.
10 yrs ago, i was 18. Taking my A. Imagining that i am dat lil babe in the movie My Girl.
Jeans and t-shirts plus my fav mood ring. Yeah, i used to have a huge cincin akek but its a glam one plus up to date cos its a mood ring. With a file, strolling to Peace Centre after a crampy train ride. I remembered i listened to lotsa Suede and The Cure. My weekends will be hanging out with Wati at Taka or if i am unlucky, i just buried myself in the library. Still want Eugene to love me despite of lil twisted dates. Best thing, i dont really think its a date when i am guilty of being touchy n kissing gals. To a point, i think i went out w gals occasionally to stay true to Eugene.

At 28, i am a teacher. Can say over-work but pay will never be enuff if one is calculative and always think dat they are being oppressed. Oklah, so far i manage to have like 500 excess on the day i get my next pay. Hopefully this month too tho i had to pay bills. No mood ring but an engagement ring. I prefer less music to accompany my ear drums and enjoy the silence. Still love Eugene and wonder at times, how horrible can it be fighting to be together. However, i am thankful that Shaiful and i fight less but this is just our beginning. Weekends majorly revolves around the fiancee. Today's missing is a breathing opportunity for us. I am glad that God lift me off the twisted indenial self of mine. Am i glad being 28? This is still a beginning tho bye-bye teens. I wont knoe how glad i am going to be til maybe when i reach 38, 10 yrs from now.



Finally, a blooming rose for me.
Unfortunately, the petals fell off in the box on our way to dine.
We ate pizza at Sarpinos. i luv the pasta. Very nice.
He bought me yoga pants, a watch and wedges.
We then checked in to watch The Family Man in each others arms.
I love him, it may not be as great as my first love but its definitely going to be worth it with Allah's and parents' blessings.