Turning 24

Sup,

Tomorrow.
Or at least when the clock strikes midnight tonight, i will turn a year older.
With no ambitions. With no goals achieved live as it is. Changes.

My sister is clearing the room. Guess, she is excited to move out with her little family.
Though i complained about not having my own space, it just hurts to see her leaving.
It hurts more to see how nonchalant she is about moving out. Like are you not scared of leaving us?

I know this makes me sound so selfish. But ive got to say it man. I hate changes.
Well at least things hasn't changed between me and my bro.
His getting more weirder these days. Locking himself up in his room.

It feels as though i actually have no one. I mean i am thankful to have my parents. They are like the best parents. Just that sometimes i do want to feel actually really having siblings that i could actually talk to, feel comfortable with, feel... feel loved by.

My cousin is getting married. The little cousins are growing up into strangers. Everyone i used to know or at least try to know are changing. I know i am too but i try my best to be there for them. But it seems no one is actually looking out for me. Well except for my parents.

Friends.
Well, i do have friends. But of course everyone is busy with their lives. And sometimes i myself dont feel like talking or meeting up. I do still love and care for each and everyone. But... i just dont feel like talking much.

Work.
Still wandering around. Applying only online as and when i feel like it.
Hate to see my mom being the only soul who actually go out and work. Im not even helping at all.

Bad dream.
Had a really bad dream yesterday.
Oh wait even when im awake it feels like in a bad dream.

Birthday wish.
I just wish to be more successful as a person so that my mom can rest my dad can be proud.
I wish they will live long enough to see me soar high up to the sky smiling feeling light as feather.
I wish... a Happy Birthday to myself.

Till then,