Half-time

Honestly.

                I am afraid of turning 22. Its a very big milestone for me. The realization that i have lived for 22 years is beyond me. What lies ahead is scary. Truth be told i am scared shit. In a couple of weeks, i'm gonna start my internship at ISN. Then comes my ever challenging thesis project. I am looking forward to the future but its scary you know, the world. Its like plunging your feet into dark murky waters without knowing how deep or what geli creatures lie beneath.

22 and scared? You gotta be kidding me...

              Well, no. I'm not fooling anybody with this confession. Aku Takut. Because Allah gave me 22 years of life and hopefully another year. Back to the BIG question? why am I still alive? Takutkan bila kita kena fikirkan jawapan kepada soalan tu.  Kadang-kadang people live for the little things that don't matter much. Me? I'm living because.............oh man, soalan tu susah. deng. See. Scary kan? What if for the past 22 years i have been living for a reason that is immature, selfish or greedy...that scares me. hopefully i can have the answer soon.

Back to being bersyukur.

Today is a day when i get appreciated for my existence. And its a feeling of gratitude and terharu-ness. That i matter in some part of their lives. Just to wish happy birthday to me, is kindness. Family, friends, the people i love and come to know along the way have been the big little things that matters.
          Enough said, nadia is a bit emo and moody on her birthday and she hates that. just so you know. Its her period see. Menyampah. But although i'm this way and that, people i love always has a way of making me breathe again. And for this i say : Thank you.

*Its good to live life.