::Nanuenymous::

Dear friends,

I'm sorry to have bothered you a)so late at night b)in the middle of your grueling assignment c)very early in the morning d)in the course of falling asleep e) enjoying your meal
... or whatever you were doing that led you here. I have been made aware (thanks to my awesome friends) that yesterday was my birthday.

I'm sorry I haven't ever spoken directly to you before. But deep inside I secretly hope that I've (in one way or another) expressed ample gratitude for all the good things you've all showered me since we first shook hands. At this jurassic age of 22, I feel compelled to document a short memoir to formally thank all of my friends for being whoever they were and were not for the past 22 years of my existence.

Writing a thank you note this year appealed to me on a personal level because of many reasons. Taking into account the numerological aspect of this business, being 22 on Feb the 10th 2011 is somewhat significant in the sense that it comprises 3 of my favourite numbers: 0, 1 and 2. Without sounding too affiliated with psychic, these numbers often signal some of the biggest things in my life and this year marks another series of journey I'm about to get myself into: finishing my degree, going back to Malaysia for good after not being back for 3 solid years, going out on a 1st date as an adult, (insyaAllah) have my own career, (insyaAllah) drive my own car, and MORE. I'm writing this now because I foresee 22 as one of the most promising years I'll ever devour in my life (of which the trophy was tightly held by 18 before today).

So I decided to come upfront and thank all of you, my friends for always being there when I need you the most, not being there when I don't, staying put during my highs and lows and my just so-sos. Even though I often label myself as a level-headed person, I admit that I sometimes lost my rag and went overboard, transforming from one bitch to another because my melodramatic self is too much to handle and I flip-flop more often than the footwear of the same name. I am humbly chastened by all the dramas I've created for the past 4 years/22 years of this mutual bond we shared so therefore I, Zaharina/Nanue hereby award each and everyone of you a Degree in Nanueism because you've demonstrated major success and have well-coped with my passion in Taylor Swift, Disney Princesses, perfumes and Oreo-dunking.

Because of my friends, I exist more than I did before. No words can finely mill how I really feel right now. We may not see each other often later that we're parting ways, but I take that as a part of growing up and being an adult. It's already written in the agenda. That's what adults do. Besides applying for loans and go to bed early.

I love you, all of you. Just so you know.

Now, group hug?