for all
And so I turned twenty six.
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Ahem.
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*flips stiff locks of extended fake hair*
A quick shoutout of THANK YOUUUUUUUUU to
Denise Gladwyn Laylian Aka the BFF - for the very sweet day out contemplating with the world below our feet and dinner in the wild. I love you loads and I hope you did not kill me for sending you that random SMS at 3 am Singapore time. Haha.
Elfi - Thanks for the lunch treat and for your company. For driving me wherever I want to. For being a bin for all my rants and complains and never once call me whiney. Although I suspect that you do secretly.
Violet, Jada, Ferrinn - For the chocolates and the sweet msgs :) Soar soar soar!!
Bertram, Jon, Clara, Joan, Cecilia, Dyta and so on and so forth - For the party and the drinks and for making me puke for the 1st time ever
Philipp - For the Spain jersey and for holding my hair while I puke in your toilet bowl and for taking care of my drunk ass that night.
Sheila, Micheal, Bryan, Willy, Glady, Lix, Trix, Cel, Maybelle and all of the Studiowu Elite team - for the homemade mango cake (i can’t believe y’all baked!), and the collage of ugly as fuck photos of me. And taking too many supplies from Cold Rock, possibly getting us either banned permanently, or getting our ice-cream coughed into.
Family and my newly wedded brother - for the chocolates
Andy, Awi & Justis - for the great meal at Marrakesh, and even better company.
Yutaki - for the “secret” =)
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To StudioWu for the damn extra birthday song (right in the middle of Dee’s teary farewell. so tak match lah. haha.) and the cake that came in parts like a five course dinner. Cake -> Knife -> Birthday Sign -> Candles -> Box.
THANK YOU!
Thanks to everyone for the trouble to send messages and hearty wishes and hugs. They put a grin on my face =)
I notice I received a lot of food this year. I get the hint, people!!! Sheesh.
=p
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I won’t say it is that much different being a year older. Except for the pricks who constantly remind you of it.
As you add on the years, you learn too. Like not to expect. Company. Empathy. Sympathy. Presence. Presents. If someone remembers the day you were born and choose to humour you with a greeting or friendly pat, it is more than enough. Everything else is a bonus.
Hope. But don’t expect.
I think I am lucky. I am rich in my friends. I have a quirky family who entertains me. And I have people in my life who take a little slice out of their lives to make me feel so damn special.
These people you let in and sieve. These people stay. These people you only gather through years, fashion trends and faded pop idols. And these people, are the only ones who make getting older a fine thing.
=)
Looking forward to a day in the sun with the girls, and dinner with the giants.
=)
.
.
.
.
.
Ahem.
.
.
*flips stiff locks of extended fake hair*
A quick shoutout of THANK YOUUUUUUUUU to
Denise Gladwyn Laylian Aka the BFF - for the very sweet day out contemplating with the world below our feet and dinner in the wild. I love you loads and I hope you did not kill me for sending you that random SMS at 3 am Singapore time. Haha.
Elfi - Thanks for the lunch treat and for your company. For driving me wherever I want to. For being a bin for all my rants and complains and never once call me whiney. Although I suspect that you do secretly.
Violet, Jada, Ferrinn - For the chocolates and the sweet msgs :) Soar soar soar!!
Bertram, Jon, Clara, Joan, Cecilia, Dyta and so on and so forth - For the party and the drinks and for making me puke for the 1st time ever
Philipp - For the Spain jersey and for holding my hair while I puke in your toilet bowl and for taking care of my drunk ass that night.
Sheila, Micheal, Bryan, Willy, Glady, Lix, Trix, Cel, Maybelle and all of the Studiowu Elite team - for the homemade mango cake (i can’t believe y’all baked!), and the collage of ugly as fuck photos of me. And taking too many supplies from Cold Rock, possibly getting us either banned permanently, or getting our ice-cream coughed into.
Family and my newly wedded brother - for the chocolates
Andy, Awi & Justis - for the great meal at Marrakesh, and even better company.
Yutaki - for the “secret” =)
.
To StudioWu for the damn extra birthday song (right in the middle of Dee’s teary farewell. so tak match lah. haha.) and the cake that came in parts like a five course dinner. Cake -> Knife -> Birthday Sign -> Candles -> Box.
THANK YOU!
Thanks to everyone for the trouble to send messages and hearty wishes and hugs. They put a grin on my face =)
I notice I received a lot of food this year. I get the hint, people!!! Sheesh.
=p
.
I won’t say it is that much different being a year older. Except for the pricks who constantly remind you of it.
As you add on the years, you learn too. Like not to expect. Company. Empathy. Sympathy. Presence. Presents. If someone remembers the day you were born and choose to humour you with a greeting or friendly pat, it is more than enough. Everything else is a bonus.
Hope. But don’t expect.
I think I am lucky. I am rich in my friends. I have a quirky family who entertains me. And I have people in my life who take a little slice out of their lives to make me feel so damn special.
These people you let in and sieve. These people stay. These people you only gather through years, fashion trends and faded pop idols. And these people, are the only ones who make getting older a fine thing.
=)
Looking forward to a day in the sun with the girls, and dinner with the giants.
=)