it's that time of the year again.

i was a really huge fan of birthdays. you get presents, blow out candles, everyone loves you, you get to eat cake and all sorts of other unhealthy junk and for at least one day, you're that special person.

until my 5th birthday when my big brother blew out the candles (our birthdays' are a week apart so slalu sambut together) and i threw such a tantrum that's never been heard of since. so that was the end of sambut birthday same2.

i am indifferent to birthdays. i'd rather celebrate on other unexpected and unorthodox dates like...anniversary break-ups, birthday ex and whatnot. and nowadays, birthday depresses me .... we're getting so old.

however thanks to my wonderful circle of friends especially lina and junnie, i've loved having birthdays again. technically i always fall asleep before midnight on my birthday night - mostly it's to avoid the whole kene baling dgn tepung, kene lumur dgn cake part (futile, i might add).

i blew my own candle!!

day out in saint martial. would it be possible in any way to steal this chair?  *ponders. ponder. still pondering*

lina and jun blanje. and had ben and jerry's for dessert. love, LOVE korang k.

and i got present some more!


we are adorable. (bole tak biar kalo aku nak mengade kat blog sendiri.)

and thanks to facebook, i feel so loved today. so thanks guys, you really made my day.

and super2 thanks to my 3  fave guys : 

  • dave: my absolute best friend whom i don't talk to much for remembering, calling from australia, skyping and FINALLY introducing me to his girlfriend.
  • beb : for being you and you make my day like every day.
  • yus : for remembering after all these years and for making the effort to stay good friends.

is it very tak adil that i have tonnes of the sweetest girlfriends that i do appreciate and love but at the end i macam igt at the boys aje? well, in my defence - they're sorta cuter lah. and korang ramai sgt nak cakap satu2.

i'll eventually get over the fact that i'm old. older in any case. but overall, BEST.

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