Parle G. I have new favorite biscuits now. I got a big box for my birthday. Nita gave them to me with a card. I didn’t know how much I had missed hand written letters till I read the card that came with the box of biscuits. It was sweet. Both the card and the biscuits.
I don’t take confectionery often so this box will be here for a while. Finally I get to see what the fuss about tea and biscuits is all about by the British.
Parties scare me a bit but parties about me are mortifying. I’ve had very little practice with people caring for me. Part of me wished that this day would pass without a fuss but too late, I just ate a handful of biscuits.
Surely, biscuits didn’t just change my whole mood about my 21st birthday, I mean come on. This confectionery disliking birthday boy got charmed by biscuits.
Anyway, next semester we’ll have one of our two annual birthday parties with six, now seven, of my closest friends. It’s a tradition we began that merged our birthdays. Now that is a party I’m looking forward to.
“Even when the dark comes crashing through,
When you need a friend to carry you,
And when you’re broken on the ground,
You will be found. ” ~ ‘You Will Be Found’
For now 21424L (it’s code, don’t worry about it)

It's a trip! I'm an undergrad student of B. Sc. Geomatic Engineering and Geospatial Information Systems at Jomo Kenyatta University of Agriculture and Technology.

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