Hello, I'm sixteen now.
Long time no post, and now is just my birthday.
This isn't the best birthday, nor the worst in my life. Actually I get a lot of birthday greeting this year. From sms, or say directly. I have more connections now. But no surprises.
And a very sad moment in ma birthday this year,
We lose. No, we do not qualifiy for the final round. Yeah, it has the same meaning. Our choir couch has just announced the result. You know, he said it with a smile. Like trying to cover up sadness and dissapointment. A forced smile, as if we can't see the real meaning behind it. Well, maybe the point is he wants us to keep spirit, keep smile, don't even think about this defeat too deep. But-hey, sir you did it all in the wrong way! Do you want us to fake a smile? Haha what an ironical. I mean it will make us more sad. Pretending to be strong, hold back tears. That won't success.
Oh, my choir couch told us right on my birthday. It's 9pm now, yes, but it's still December, 21st right? What a fantastic birthday present..
The last thing is, I'm glad I could be sixteen. I'm so much grateful. I dont expect any birthday surprises, birthday cake with sixteen candles on it or party with clowns. I hope Allah gives me understanding of the essence of these sixteenth birthday. I can understand the meaning of 'given opportunity to live' more. Be better person, be a good girl. A good-behaved teenage. Be myself, and proud to be. Give me more patient, God because I will face more and more problems, level up.
Besides, I still have my family and friends who's been so nice and friendly to me. I love you. I love myself. Thanks for the opportunity, help me run it. Love you the most, Allah SWT :)
blessings,
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