her birthday..

it was her birthday today, and we brought her a purple pen from Campo Marzio, had Strawberry shortcake (my all-time favorite) and quite a huge chuck of laughters. had cod fish, and drank Earl Grey.. it kinda reminds me of my twenty-first birthday.. cause i had strawberry cake too..

i think birthdays are stressful. especially if you're the birthday girl/boy. and when it's my birthday, i dont feel like a queen. i feel more lonely, because i am the one that the spotlight hits on and spill all over. and the rest are all in the comfort of darkness, watching me.. my every move and action is being scrutinized and i hate that.

and somebody cried on my twenty-first. which, makes me feel that wishes are fictional stuff that makes you feel good. because the very first wish i made was; "i wish everyone whom i hold very dear to will smile everyday. even if we're just passer-friends and we'll not say hi to each other on the streets anymore in the future." and that very day, somebody teared.

so, wishes are crap. they're probably little pretty things that adds sparkles to the blowing candle ceremony.

anyway, maybe only i feel this way. maybe people loves being under the light and wishes do come true for some people. for me? i'd rather stay in the dark with my bunch of comfortable creatures around me and not rely on any wishes to make me feel better.

happy birthday Diana.

jess.