Twenty.

Oh well, according to the Georgian calendar I just turned exactly twenty yesterday. Happy birthday to dear me :)

I am eternally thankful to Allah Ta'ala for granting me this soul in this body. Syukur alhamdulillah.
To Ayah and Ibu, how could I ever repay you for raising me for twenty years, and the first nine months.
To my brother and sisters who constantly lovingly annoy me and technically just each other, I pray for that Allah reunite us in the paradise. Amin.
To my dear dear friends, thank you for the overflowing wishes and remembrance. May Allah shower you pretty souls with His blessings.

I noticed these days that I am starting to dislike conversations or even any unnecessary human contacts. I'd rather stay at home tidying my just-arrived closet up rather than going out celebrating my birthday. I'd wait for at least an hour before replying to the wishes that came through exactly at 0000. I wished for no phone calls and I was lucky there was only one and it only took seconds. I guess you can say I am getting more and more antisocial as a second goes by. 

Currently picking up all the all-over-the-place pieces of spirit to start this new semester. In the name of Allah.