speechless. so, i smiled.

yeah. i'm eighteen now. i'm considered legal. or am i?
that was what i asked my dad. i asked him, "i duno whether i should be elated to the max or just remain sober and indifferent for today?".
i mean, i'm eighteen today. i should be enjoying myself instead of thinking serious stuff right?
at the same time, i also have to move on right?
this conversation happened after the lunch outing with my family and bezy friend at the curve.
it was very warm, very happy, very homely.
simple and sweet, i could say.
so i half-heartedly thought that my outing in 1utama will be the same indeed.
how wrong i was.
how VERY wrong i was.

what appeared to be a simple dinner turned out to be one heck of a fabulous gathering filled with cheers, hugs, laughter.
when i saw familiar faces smiling back at me, i was speechless. utterly speechless. the only thing i could do that time was to give my widest grin and say "thank you". in my heart, i was weeping with joy and i was drowned with emotions.

when i observed all my friends smiling and laughing and enjoying each other's company, i felt...blessed and happy. i remembered one of the orphans from the orphanage telling me to count my blessings. how true it was.

after all the fun and in the comfort of my home, i opened the HUGE birthday card and the presents.

i felt tears stinging at the back of my eyes.

i felt my heart melted into a mushy puddle beneath me.

if i was not that expressionless, i would have cried like a baby.

i'm that kind of girl who really appreciates the little pleasures in life.
and when these kind of "pleasures" come in surprises, i am rendered speechless.
so, i smiled.