I’ve been quite bitter yesterday.. well.. you write stupid things when you’re not in da mood… no regrets… I write what I felt..

Happy Birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to Safwan
Happy birthday to you

Hip2.. hooray!! Hip2.. hooray!! ( that’s how Mark and co sang to Kimi in PCL)

My fren turn 21 today and I can officially boast up to him for the next 3 month or so that I’m younger than him coz I’m still got the big 20 tag.. hehe..

It  amazing thing coz when I first met safwan, we were still in our kiddie, school,  hanky panky outfit… I move to SKKRU in standard 3 and had very interesting childhood there.. I still remember when I enter the school, there’s  a buzz about who’s the eligible bachelor .. and it turn out that there’s a line for this guy.. haha.. I made a comment that safwan is kinda nice-good-looking-nerdy kinda guy.. they officially made “madu no. 4”.. I bet safwan had no idea about it until I recently told him about the scam last year..

Of course la.. primary school.. who ever thinks about love… it’s all about play, have fun, get 4A’s in UPSR.. one of the best memories of my school days : playing hide and seek with safwan, we were running around the block, trying to catch each other, me with my skirt and unfairly him with his pants.. and who could ever forget Safwan singing KRU hottest song at the moment “mengerti” in front of the class… his face has gone read when he did the rap verse..  and one odd thing that me and safwan cannot remember, but, most of our class seems to remember : me slapping safwan accidentally + unintentionally.. the ‘Dud’ mania hit our school at that time and whenever we spot a bettle car or a vespa, we can dud person nearest to us.. haha.. and what happen, safwan made a wrong turn at a wrong time and I hit him right on his face.. Sorry! But since, both of us have no memory of that.. it seems settle then..

Secondary a.k.a. early adolescence … I went o SgBerth and safwan went to La salle.. as most of people who knew safwan, he is shy, close to himself and live in his own world.. even, when his sister got married, he doesn’t invite any of his fren to the wedding.. so, no contact for 3 and ½ year…

Form 4, I went to Rz.. and on my way to school (riding a bicycle), I have to pass safwan’s house and always in the morning, I came across him on my  way to the school and him on his way which is in the opposite side of the road.. I can bet for nearly half of the year, I don’t think he realize I’m on the other side of the road (which I found out later, the reason of that , he’s not wearing his glasses.. fine!)

On 29th July 1999, around 9 p.m. I made a phone call to his house.. and wish him happy birthday.. there’s  something wrong with the phone line.. a buzzing sound which made it hard to hear what the other person is talking about..  ughh.. well, there it goes my only chance to contact him..

Surprise! Tomorrow he called back apologize for the trouble.. there’s something worng with his phone line last night. And there it begun.. a very complicated friendship..  3 times a week we were on the phone for 1-2 hours..  lepak in front of my house.. exchanges tuff while  on his way playing soccer… so, people thought that we are a couple, bf/gf thing..

Then he move to nilai after SPM.. then.. different matrix college.. different uni.. he’s in Malaysia, I’m in aussie.. he like anime and toys, I like soccer and f1.  he is a shy person, I;m the talkative one.. clearly : we are two different type of person, still there’s something that make us put up with each other.. and I don’t know, this year, sometimes his attitude made me loose my limit.. maybe I’m too hypersensitive.. he’s been different, been busy.. a popular guy in college.. the important guy.. and me here, miss his friendship a.k.a. attention.. well, he’s only on my friend, not my guy…

so, let he enjoy his world and again happy 21s birthday! There’s a lot of thing I remember about you and it gonna take alot2 (I do mean a lot) words to put down in a sentence for me to write. You’ve been a wonderful thing in my life for quite a time, been there when I need you, still hold the no 1 spot for my favourite birthday (when u turn up 9 in the morning, and with ida, surprise me with 17 roses, I still haven’t hit shower!) … may all you dreams come true.. may ALLAH bless you!

May all your dreams come true!

cheers,

aJLa            

me and my excessive layers of cloth..

The truth is rarely pure and never simple

Oscar Wilde,
The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895, Act I

♥ ♥ ♥ aJLa I'm no angel.. and i manage to remain alive in my own quirky way

"Look at the stars, and not the reflection of the moon."

*having my wickest dream come true *hint* dvz *hint*
*not to kill anyone as a doctor
*a person who can swept me off my feet