born again.

so, it's my birthday. just another one fine day, getting older every time's clocking, and guess what... there is nothing to be exciting about. i'm just all doing fine. having this normal life is completely a gift. the gift which god gave me, and let me for having it. i feel too fine, not really being insecure and actually deeply feeling peace inside. i hear those time's clocking which never stop. this will keep happening nonstop.

it feels weird, when i think about it imagine the worse and the best thing that would happen to me. but i feel glad. and thankful...for this pretty normal living. no war, no teror, just having good people around which start to make me cry for no reason...

since i was born again, today, at the same date and time so... what ever happen next i'll let god's plan make it happen with the best way. still, i wish my dreams and all my silly dreams will have a little tiny just a little bit chance to happen, please god :") which i'll let god know in my prays.

so, what's the moral value?

no matter how many people you have met, the only people that won't leave you just your born family and some other family you met. mostly, the one who let you feel love-hate relationship in between.

i feel like want to write a poem now....

i feel happy randomize sad and a little bit confuse but too calm and quite.

birthday might seems one of the happiest moment in life, but when you change the words become getting older...pussshduaarrrzzz it all turn sad, and you just need to face another reality-drama-conflict-lively-hood. 

anyway, it still be happy, because it's a born day which actually your ticket to walk and breath in this damn universe.

i always feel like born again at this date, but guess what... nothing much change.

literally, nothing is change.

at least, i have the reason to be happy once more and again. 

it's good being old, it's another bravest moment when you would finally facing through windows and let the wind come until you're just ready to open the door and walk on the grass...and now....

i must be more ready.

coz i'm literally 21, young and live.

still, 

i still live in a daydream. wake me up, i'm old!!

*starting being panic more, and even more*

Love,

Tasia