New Years' Eve
Bravest Everything
08:08:00
I always celebrate New Years' Eve quietly. I would just spend my day at home, do a quiet reflection of the whole year, write some wishes for my closed ones, and sleep in, knowing to wake up in the following year. New Years' Eve is a significant event for me, but I don't do grand celebrations or late night parties. In fact, I don't have a New Years' resolutions since forever because I know that I would not achieve my goals if I organize and write them down. I had a lot of 2018, which is the reason why I was not spirited to write long essays to every single person that I know. Yes, it is bad and unfair because I do receive some of them, I'm sorry, so I wrote an open letter to everyone instead. I won some and lost some, kept some and let go of some people, lost and found love, and a lot more. There is one concrete lesson from this year that I would definitely bring onto the following journey of my life; I don't need validation from anyone to do anything. It is more to enough to follow my instincts and know that it is right for me and will make me happy, and receive support from my closed ones, then I'm good to go.
"Do you have any plans for NYE?", Amir texted me in the morning as soon as I replied his morning wish.
"No, I'm just planning to have a quiet NYE"
"Can I join you?"
"Yeah sure, bring me ice cream and we can find a bench to sit on at the playground, or just lepak in your car, jkjk"
I was kidding about asking him to come over, because who on Earth wants to celebrate New Years' Eve that way? People usually go out, enjoy the fireworks, dancing to pumped up music with their circle of friends. Heck, I don't even do countdowns.
Later in the evening, when I was having dinner with my mom at a Chinese restaurant nearby our house, I received a text again.
"I'm coming over", or as what he meant in our never ending conversations. Now, that was a first.
He came around 11.30pm and the first thing that he said when he saw me was, "I wanted to go to the drive thru at Bandar Puteri, but there were many mat rempits there, I don't like it."
I showed him the way to another drive thru in town and we came back home. He parked his car in front of my house and we talked until it was nearly 2am. He got me my favourite chocolate as well. I was flattered when he reached for a pack of Kinder Bueno from the dashboard, considering how someone can remember the small details about me (or he just read it from WhatsApp because I told him once there).
"Thank you for coming and doing this for me", I said while I open the door.
"You're welcome, princess"
I stopped. My feet stomped the ground but I ended up leaving the door open and continue talking to him for another few minutes before I really head out. I really appreciate people doing even the littlest things of me, and this, being one of them.
I would definitely want to bring him into my 2019, but will he survive?
Xx,
M.
