Dhribayt.

Dhribayt is actually 'birthday' written in jumble. Annoying I know. Hikhik.


You know, I never had a surprise birthday party/celebration. I always knew it when they're about to make surprise for me. As an awesome homo sapiens, I just remain cool, sit still, as if i donno a thang about it. 


Hmm, what to do.

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I always come up with crappy introduction. Simply ignore that. So here it is.


Oh before that, since I'm not thinking of having a new shoutbox yet, and in case you wanna ask anything, simply email me at mysarah37@yahoo.com 


:)


Get back to the track Mai! Alrite, I'm on way dude. 


As you already know, most of the Muslim celebrate Awal Muharram (new year for Muslim). Ouh nice. But why, why and why and why, when it comes to their birthday, they follow the Masihi calendar. 


They celebrate new year according to Hijrah calendar and when it comes to their birthday, they celebrate it according to Masihi calendar.


Note: Me too.


I've never met anyone that celebrate her/his birthday according to Hijrah calendar.


Do you have any idea why? Because I'm curious to death.


p/s: Mine was on 1 Syawal according to Hijrah calendar. Ain't it easy to remember? When it is easy to remember, yeah you know what's next :p 




Bui-bui.

83220 days of living.

Huh, quite a number huh?

Well, that is actually the period of time that I've been given by Him so far to still breathe.

Alhamdulillah...

It's been two days since my birthday.

Make me 19+2days years old now.

Of course I feel happy, glad and whatever feeling that you have when it is your birthday.

Thanks to those people who had wish me.

It doesn't matter if you knew it by Facebook or what.

Still, thanks to you.

B.I.R.T.H.D.A..Y,
It is really a great day huh?

Yeah of course, as it is the only day when sooooooooooo many people,

Text you. Call you. Write HB stuff on your Facebook wall. Give you gift. Treat you meal. Sing HB song to you.

Wahlah!
Great ain't it?

But the most great thing is when

"PEOPLE REMEMBER YOU"

Yes, it feels super great to be remember.
It's a kinda feeling like receiving Bugatti Veyron or Lamborghini Reventon and et cetera.
Yes, this is trueee. So trueee.
Nahh.. this is more great.

When people impatiently text/call you earlier before the clock strike to 12.00 am.

It really feels that you're remembered (you're important).

Thanks, thanks, thanks, thanks, thanks. and thanks. and thanks.

I like it berry multi berry much.

I guess, that's all for this birthday post.

Bui-bui.