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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Call on me.
Monday,
Couch Potato-ed.

Tuesday,
Practically in a hurry this afternoon, Starbucks. Made a trip to town afterwards, for dinner and booze with Kalai and Tim at Indochine. Sex on the beach, Singapore sling, 2 carlsberg, live band by the bar to get it hype on the eve of my birthday. Wasn't that happening though, i would prefer a more lively one though, say friends doing crazy stuffs with me and all the daredevils fun.
Surprisingly, boyfriend called at 23:59, a minute or maybe seconds earlier but as i got out of the crowd and noise from the band, i finally get to hear him at prolly the strike of 12, there i have my birthday song from Oregon airport. Then another surprise came, 9minutes late, Darren actually remembered my birthday, second on the list, i mean he better remember after spending 4 birthdays with me. Third on the list, Kain, called with the tipsy state to wish me.
4. Tim, a shoutout in front of my face.
5. Cousin Mong Hun, who owes me 20 years of presents and will give them all at once after she hits the society for work.
6. Sahin, 3 youtubes happy birthday clips.
It was on Tim's tab for the night, and home after midnight.
To be updated.

Wednesday,
It's actually Wednesday now, Happy Birthday to myself!! Oh how pathetic can this get. Why do people get so hyped up on their birthdays? That's because some people you don't actually talked to that much, can in fact remember you turning a year older, how touching can that be? For my instance, take Darren for example, a very good example. Sometimes, the unexpected happens. I shouldn't expect things then, so i can practically get surprises, good ones i would hope for.
To be continued..
I'm turning in now, picking up boyfriend the next day.
**3.13am**

I actually turned in at close to 6am, numerous birthday snoozes once the sun starts shining on my firm ass.

7. Dad, a short and sweet birthday sms.
8. Yvonne, shockingly who remembers my birthday.
9. Kalai, my darling girlfriend who wanted to wish me at the strike of 12 but slept past it. Thank god i reminded her a few days ago that it was today, she's known for her ultra oblivions to the world revolving around her.
10. Rina, my bff who woke me up with an unknown number, shouting happy birthday to me over the cell with overloaded enthusiasm.
11. Balvin, i bet Kalai must have told him, that dumb ass boyfriend of hers.
12. Tom, despite the time difference of 3hours, birthday wishes from Gold Coast, Australia.
13. Angeline, over the msn.
14. Priscilla, an e-card and msn message.
15. Little impish brother, " Do you know today is my birthday?" "Huh? I thought it was that day when we cut the cake, oh happy birthday!"
16. Limin and Jomaine, text message.
17. Freddy, farting alpha male.
18. My roommate, "Idiot, do you know what day it is?" "Oh! Today is Wednesday? I know your birthday is on Wednesday but i thought today is like Tuesday, Happy Birthday!"

Again, i'll update the unexpected wishes from people again.
Alright, i just bloated myself with heavy lunch. i'm a poor lonely girl with no one to celebrate my birthday with.