28

I was born this day, on the hour of midnight - 28 years ago.

It's hard to comprehend how one can age so fast as if his childhood was just yesterday. I miss those days. I wish I had a remote like Adam Sandler in Click to rewind back to the good old times and just rerun them again and again endlessly. It's like I am getting old but without the grey hairs - well, just yet, that is.

I hate having to age. I wish I was always a kid so I wouldn't have to age. Carefree and doing everything that I missed out on doing. I still have the wish to go bungeyjumping. With a push, mind you. I still want to become a writer, no matter what the odds are. I still want to have a happy life before it's my time. I promised myself that I would rather go first than anyone else in the family. I just can't stand the depression of having to deal with another blow after what I have been through.

I still want to travel the world. Maybe when it's a bit more peaceful. When Palestine is freed and the 'Israeli' people are kicked out of their 'holy land' and we're rid of tyrant puppet masters in the west, and people who aim to search the world for only their greedy desires.

If I don't die of my sickness, then I would rather die defending what I believe is right, defending the honor of a nation helpless against terrorist western thinking because their media misleads them.

And if I don't die of that, then I would die when I find true love. Falling into it's warm arms. Taking one last glance at the beauty that would forever shine as the sun in my eternal presence of the afterworld.

And if I do die, then I would ask that I die forgiven of all my sins - big and small. For there is no God but God - the Almighty, the Merciful, the Eternal.

This is all I ask of on my 28th year..