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Best Damn Thing
Sunday, February 8, 2009
    Let's forget about Nur Edlin today and let Birthday Boy get the limelight alright (: Muhammad Ruzaini Khairil A turns a year older tomorrow, 9th February 2009. The digit's T-W-E-N-T-Y ! In case you don't know, he's reached the big fat 20s-category. It's really just hours away to Boyfriend's birthday, how fast time flies. It's really sad since Boyfriend is on outfield. Which really means, I can't celebrate his birthday with him. Not even a simple wish. uh-huh Like always, duty calls and he needs to go serve the country. He's probably busy digging his own shithole, eating shit combat shit ration shit food or maybe swimming against the fucking current with just a rope (with no buoys, bloody hell) Since y'all know laa kan, my boyfriend in the A's group and his school (ACS) means All Can Swim, so byebye buoys. I find pleasure in bragging, and you're fuming with jealousy reading MUAHAHA But how the hell can we miss the celebration of Boyfriend turning 20. You don't turn 20 everyday yknow. So we had a mini celebration and this time everything was on me. I refuse to acknowledge a single cent from him since he's always splurging on me. Yours truly called for a change HEH. As the famous saying goes, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. So, I did just that. I baked Boyfriend's all-time favourite Triple Chunk Brownie, Spaghetti and his favourite sardine roll. I bought him New Zealands's Natural ice cream and his must have ice-cream cum cake. He didn't get mad at all, not a bit not at all. For the whole fucking day, mind you. Birthday boy was in a total great mood. I flicked his cigs out the tent cause it was stinking the tent and he stepped on it, AND HE DID NOT EVEN GET ANGRY WOWZAA. God, I know I'm sucha klutz sometimes.  Unlike you, I'm never good at words and I don't make beautiful poems. But every single second of the day, know that there's someone out there yearning for you, missing you and is most absolutely in love with you. I know I tend to get selfish sometimes and never understands, but realise that I'm trying my best to still adapt. Adapt to this huge leap in your life, and huge turning point in mine. Thank you for always being there for me, the ups and the downs. Comforting me through my greatest sorrows, kissing all my nightmares away and diffusing all my pain with your powerful distinct most loveliest scent(esp the armpit). Living under your armpit has been nothing but pleasure HEH. I'm so sorry for all the stupid things I wish I hadn't done but did and it's all thanks to you I've become a better person than what I was a year ago. All the littlest things you do, I treasure and cherish it most safely in my heart. How you'd put my hands on your eyes and say those eyes are meant to look at me, those ears are meant to hear me nag, those lips are meant to tenderly kiss me and most adorably place my hand finally on your right chest and say those heart are meant for me. Only to realise your heart's on the left later, always ruining the moment. To snore like a pig and drool like a baby keeping me awake all the time while you sleep soundly, thank you (: In fact, as your age starts to multiply and as your wrinkles begin to concentrate, I will love you twice, thrice the times I did yesterday and the day before. Cause everyday, I can't help but to love you more, and more and more but never less. There's no one nobody in the world I'd replace for you cause I'll always be your baby and you'll always be mine too. The days we spent, the tears we've shed, the laughters we'd had and those priceless moments we share, it's all thanks to you. & For all of that, I love you Muhammad Ruzaini.  (you look really old here; That's the motive) With love, Nur Edlin Effendi at 11:08 AM
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