I’m 19 now. Next year i’m no longer a teen. But i’m not sad though.
Okay i’m a bit sad. Not sad exactly. Maybe i just can’t keep up with the pace of the world.
Had simple celebration with family. Just a cake and some food. Would’ve gone out but i had to complete the dreaded FYP. Fuck? But i’m thankful enough. Because i’m a boy who knows how to appreciate the simple things and mature enough to realize that there are many out there who has had it worse than me. Oh. Thanks for the many birthday wishes even from those who i dont really know and wished me on facebook. I love my friends. And friendly strangers.
Oh yes, a customer i got from work also wished me. Of course i told him. But very funny. I like having 15 minute conversations with friendly customers. I felt we became friends. But sadly, working at a call center, you’ll never know the face behind the voice. I wouldnt recognize him if we happen to be in the same bus or something.
A month ago one dude, probably gay commented that my voice was very ‘man’. I dont know why he perceived my low bored tone as sexy but my reply was, “My body more MAN dude!”. Haha.
Monday was my birthday. Had a jam session. But i wished it wouldve been more ‘satisfying’. But after that was great. After everyone made their way home i met with a friend. I didn’t realize i missed you until i met you. Thanks for the ice cream. The birthday song. The studpid dances and tak-tau-malu-nye-cam-whore-ngan-handphone-orang. But all these kinda made my day. Maybe my week? Okay no. Just a day. Haha. You have the potential to be my best friend. Please make yourself appear more in my life.
Then on Wednesday went bowling with 2 gay dudes. I’ll let the pictures sum up this paragraph.



Hello my name is Shazni. I’m the one in red.
We are bad photographers.
I think i regret cutting my hair. I wish it was long again.
I need something.
IMY.