Around 6 ish, my friends called for a birthday dinner. Just 3 minutes walk from my place. It's an Italian restaurant called Piccolos. I supposed the chef was crying in the kitchen by looking at how we had the food. We, Malaysians, we want more sauce because the taste was too plain. Also, we shared our food. :)
After my birthday dinner, we all went to Octagon centre and watched some dance training for International Cultural Event. Sat there for awhile and felt lonely. Of course, this is Dira talking. I always feel lonely at times like these. Birthday! I usually cut birthday cake with my family. So right after the dance training, I went home. And sleep. Grin. Not so much on my birthday eh?
Wait, haven't done yet. I went to Meadowhall yesterday. Went shopping. Shoes and hoodies. I just wanted to spend money and buy something for myself too. And today, I am so tired that I woke up at 6.30 a.m. Now, I think I'm gonna take shower and get ready for 11 o'clock class. Smirk.
And thank you for all of the birthday wishes. Love.