Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, today we stand on the brink of a historical moment. Today is the day i turn

that's right. 17's da age man. you cannot get caught by mata for being outside after 11pm.

So i was kinda expecting some grand sinister plan to own me once i reach school, but alas, the zodac was zempty and i was left loitering around with willy. I thought got cake or something, then no one day. A little disappointing heh. But as i started receiving sms from everyone did i start to appreciate this birthday more.

So to each and everyone of you who have wished this "brother", "fei ren", "dude", "gleong" a "happy bdae", "happy birthday" or "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!" or "zao shen gui zi", i just want to tell you that each of your 10cent (or is it 5 cents) sms really mean more to me than any present. Thanks a damn lot.

And thanks to the dudes who dumped me into the sea, the three who gave me the airplane (trigonal planar hur hur).

I kinda have this theory on birthdays. The purpose of birthdays, the very fact tt its celebrating the day u're born is cause its celebrating your presence and existence. It basically celebrates the fact that you're here and you make a difference. And i believe birthdays are a good and opportune moment to really thank and appreciate someone. Thats why i always try and take note of people's birthdays.

And if i lamented just now that there wasnt any "grand" celebrations at the zodac or the zcove, i take that all back. My just deserts were when kevin long somehow found out that today was my birthday and half of MR ended up singing birthday song at the LT. how malu-ating. But thanks anyway.

OH BTW, the mahjong set (and paper) is taken and so is the P51 Airplane. Thanks.

Am supposed to do "work" now. Shall go move the chair over a distance or something.