A "descriptive" Happy Birthday

I actually wanted to write a simple post about my birthday, which happened on the 12th of April last Sunday. But then Derick asked us to write a "descriptive" blog this week, so I'm forced to write a somewhat boring post in order to describe in detail what happened during my 19th birthday celebrations. (Whoever was it that invented "descriptive writing" anyways??)

Meh. So here goes. *Stretches lazy, crummy fingers.*

The whole house was dark, and i found myself locked outside my own room with only Mia's computer music accompanying me in the pool of black. Apparently, my housemates had sneakily managed to knock on my door, and tricked me out of my sanctuary. From behind, they slyly entered my room through the connecting bathroom doors. They scrambled inside my room; locking me out in the process. I can't believe i fell for that same old trick again! The same old trick! dangit!

With nowhere to go, i decided to enter the room next door. Slowly i crept, with the trepidation of a deer who knew it was about to be preyed upon. Step by mindful step. Mia's weird music guided me in my quest to find light, serving as a helpful beacon in my search of an island in this sea of darkness. Cajoling me with it's melody, teasing me with its rhythms. Finally i stepped into the next room, thankful that there was not a single soul there to knock me out senseless. The room was empty as a cracked eggshell. Relieved i was, that at least they only decided to do something to my room, rather than attacking me with various torture materials ranging from face-powder to wheatflour, to eggs and lotion. Teeth-shattering. OoOh.

I discovered that there was a small mess in the middle of the room- created by a combination of cut-out colour paper, glue, scissors, and hastiness. I was touched.

To be honest, the whole day i've had a feeling that they were planning something for my birthday; locked doors, hushed tones, and creepy glances.. They all acted like a group of criminals, scheming on a cover-up for their latest gruesome murder. I knew something was up, but i just kept quiet because i knew they wanted me to be surprised. By the time the clock struck 12.00 midnight, i just braced myself.

And now this.

Me, alone in the next room. Wondering, guessing, pondering; on what the hell they're doing to my most beloved room. While patiently waiting, i entertained myself with games from Mia's computer. Trying to remain calm while awaiting my fate as a birthday girl in this house occupied with twisted and troubled minds, harbouring demented ideas.

Then the door to my room was unlocked, and i cautiously held on to the doorknob, slowly opening the door in fear. To my surprise, nobody was in my room any longer. I conjectured that they all ran into the next room via the connecting bathroom doors. But then i realised something what was different. My desk!

Awesome~~~

Aww. It was the sweetest thing...

There were cards, signs, and presents on my table. All neatly and creatively arranged; as to be expected from "creative" architecture students. (Oh really?)

After reading all the cards, (plus a poem from Tati), i decided to enter the next door and meet my sweetie pies.

Stepping into the next room, i was suddenly ambushed by buckets of water! YOWZA..!
My clothes were drenched with water,water, and more water..

So much for those so-called sweetie pies.. hemmpph.

"Happy Happy Birthday!! Ur Old!!"

hwahwahwa.. So they did attack me after all. Albeit with a "tamer" material.. I should've known! These people are never to be trusted! :D


~Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you..
Happy birthday to Nadon..
Happy bithday to you....~

So after that, they forced me to put on the (beautifully designed) masquerade mask and fed me cake one by one. They bought slices of different flavoured cakes from 'Secret Recipe', and i got to taste each and every one of them. Yumms.

Nad aplogised for not throwing a grander party for me, and for the scarceness of people attending my birthday celebration. I wanted to tell her that this was exactly what i want; i've never liked big parties. In fact, i was touched that they bought cake, presents, and took the time to make all those lovely cards for me on my special day. I knew for a fact that they were all pathetically BROKE, desperate people.. Haha.

Thank you, my dear housemates. It was fantastico~~~

After the stomach stuffing, we played make-up and camwhored (yes, it's a word now) until 4.00 a.m. in the morning. It's horribly narcissistic; but it was fun nonetheless! I immensely enjoyed dolling up Mia and Yeanna, since they've never been made up before. It was hilarious seeing them in glamorous make-up. Haha. I always knew they were gorgeous women.. (rigghtt....) hehe. Yes they were. Below are pictures of me--made up by Mia and her creative, anime-drawing hands.

So that, readers, was how i celebrated my 19th bithday with my homies. It's nothing grand; a very small and private affair i suppose-- but great nonetheless.

The next Monday my classmates wished me belated birthdays. I appreciated that. Hoho. Ya and Mia gave me clothes, Nana gave me a lip gloss, Tati gave me a masquerade mask, and Atiqah, Syireen, Y, and Fadli gave me their, urm, smiles? Haha. Thank you, i knew your smiles are the most "expensive" ones. Squeeeee~~~

And did you know, that i'm the oldest person in that house? Why yes, yes i am. So technically, i'm the senior one and everybody in the house should do my bidding! Ahah. This month there are three people in my house who is be celebrating their coming-of-ages; Myself, my roommate (Nana), and Mia. So on to the next victim! *Grins diabolically..

That's all~ Adios. ^^

(I realised that only the beginning part of my post was somewhat "descriptive". The last parts were all just crappy writing. Darn. Apologies~~)