This week's bound to be a frantic madhouse of many sorts, and it's already started. Lots of tests. And deadlines to be met. And birthdays. April is a month of birthdays, according to my dictionary. Let's run a screen check together: 4th- a friend, 6th- an aunt, 8th- two friends, 9th- an aunt, 11th- a friend, 12th- two friends and a cousin, 13th- three friends, 14th- two friends and twin cousins, 17th- a friend, 19th- Hiyoshi, 20th- my grandfather, 23rd- dad's cousin aka twins' mum, 24th- roomie, 28th- an aunt, 29th- my brother, 30th- uncle Boogey. And not to mention mine. Haha.
But most important of all, is today- my father's birthday ;) Happy 46th birthday, Abah! May you grow younger by the day and may all the blessings in the world be yours. I love you very much. =)
In the light of past event of a few days, I would like to say that I'm a blind person who badly needs glasses (ever since 12, duh!). So when I sort of ignored you or zoomed past you without so much of a hi, chances are I didn't see you. Really. That, and my bewildering congenital defect of not noticing people on the street, period. Orang melayu kate, jalan menonong. Hehe. I had been dubbed as a snob too, for the record. Oh well.
And I learned a good lesson on people- their penchant for anything juicy to perhaps stir the boring med-student life up, and tendency to assume and conclude things without listening to both sides of the story. In these times, it is best to remain true to yourselves, distinguish your true friends and cling tight to them, and, if you are left out there all alone, remember, Allah will never let you down.
ps: Anyone wants to declare themselves as an April baby, you're welcome =)