Midnight Affair:71
I went off to bed at 12am only to find myself waking up, hungry, at 3am -_-. So me being me, toasted some cheese on bread (that being a staple diet these nights) and chomp off the remaining slices of my second birthday cake. I SHALL tell you about that now.
So you might’ve already known that my best friends did not wish me on my birthday, nor the day after nor the day after after. Instead they chose Sunday. Labin dragged me out of bed early in the morning, fine, afternoon. And he was late! Damn right, I was already playing Pissy, the Bitch. Finally when Pussy turned up he made me walk and walk and walk around Vivo, casually remarking how boring it is. Then we sat at a random Starbucks and PUSSY, THE LAZZZZYYYYY BETCH, asked me to get him something to drink. Yes, Pissy was already rather bitchy at that point of time.
We went home. My home. The home that was already rigged with land mines by 6pm. Land mines in the form of Nadzirah, Jumalea and Halimah. Not forgetting, Dinosaur aka Ifah aka Jumalea’s little sister. As soon as I open the room door and said “I saw that”, I was bombarded with cream bombs. Yes my $200 jacket, Guess bag, CK berms were smudged with chocolate fudge and whipped cream. And then there was a loud chorus of HAPPY BIRTHDAY. TWICE! Not only that, the whole ceremony was VIDEO RECORDED -_-. Another surprise was in the form of “boy, your birthday present is on the chair”. FUCK: an Ed Hardy cap from Julie aka BEST FUCKEN SISTA EVAAAAAA!!! Oh, there was cookies and cream cake! So yes, It was indeed a pleasant surprise. And my parents, being their weird selves had to repeat my emow-ness to everyone who would listen. Everyone did, and no one seemed to get bored of their renditions. OHOH! Jumalea did the clean up, THANKS MARIA!!! and even that, was video taped.
PS, yes yes, my best friends are (still) the best.
I am so sorry I couldn’t make it for you birthday surprise Marissa, if you’ve read, even I was surprised! See you guys tomorrow.
