It is my birthday today and since it is our mid-semester break, I am celebrating it at home with my folks and I bake us a decent cake. Well, I talk about the cake in my next post cause now I am focusing on the birthday gift I received from someone even though I should be posting this on yesterday midnight but I was too busy sobbing and catching my breath. Well, it is from somebody that I love. *batting eyelashes*
He did not buy me a diamond ring for my birthday, or an iPhone, but it was more than enough to me. Yes, the subject I am talking about right now, is my one and only Inche Jimmy.
Well, he gave me a bundle of books. Books that I always imagined or planned to have. It was nice, isn't it? Somebody, hell yeah somebody you love and you care noticed the little things about you. I am so touched to receive the gift and I cried after I opened it. You might find this silly, crying over a few pile of books. Not to mention old published books but, whatever, this is me and I like the way I behave. *smug face*
I think maybe it is because I posted about the previous entry before, about "A Girl Who Reads" quote, that a girl who reads would love to receive a book on her birthday and blablablaaaaaa. And maybe, maybe that is why he bought me books! But books which I really really really wanted to have.
Thank you for these babies. Even these might have to wait. I really wish I can actually read them like right now, but I have another commitment. My final year project is my priority now even I was struggling hard with my inner self right now.
Most importantly, I thank Allah I found you.
