Here I am, officially being twenty two.

Yesterday, my aunties have been calling, saying happy birthday to me with tonnes of wishes and asking,”So, is there any celebration? Cake? Ang ke nui (red eggs)? Char mee (fried noodle)? Go out dinner? Presents?” The answer is a big NO. There was nothing special. It was just like any other 364 days in a year, except that I received more sms than usual.

The last time I had a birthday party is when I was five and in kindergarten. I celebrated it at school with the classmates and teachers. Since it was my day, I had the chance to wear the white princess dress. Oh, how I loved that kind of dress very much. I remembered I got a Garfield soft toy from my teacher. It should be somewhere at my grandma’s house.

Since then, there was no birthday party but just a small celebration with the family and a few close friends. Cause it was said that I shouldn’t do any birthday celebration or else, I’ll have a bad luck or bad day kinda thing. Hah, superstitious it is. But, believe it or not, I felt down and had several scars on my knee when it was near my birthday’s celebration day. It happened more than once. Might be coincidence, might be not. Whatever.

Anyway, I would like to thanks everyone for the greetings; through blog’s comments, sms, friendster’s comment, etc. Can’t believe that I’m one year older now.

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