Cheryl Ho’s Blog

Okay. Let’s begin with the greetings.

• Happy Lunar New Year (as said by many, but I still prefer the term Chinese over Lunar)!
  
• Happy coolest birthday to my coolest Mom! (February 10th 2008)
  
• Happy 18th birthday to future pilot, Mr. Jian Tan! (February 12th 2008)
  

…and not forgetting,

Happy Valentine’s to all! :)
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Wow. This simply shows how many celebrations there are in February–and I bet that’s not all the February babies there are.
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As usual, we buy our cakes from Sunway Lagoon Hotel. This is, by far, the best and most delicious, soft and also at the same time, crunchy cake ever by Sunway.
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Alicier is it’s name. A combination of Hazelnut, Chocolate and Coffee, what could beat that? Plus, all the toppings and decorative items on the cake are purely made of chocolate.

Serious shit. Mmm hmm
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Mom, I don’t think you’ll ever read this, considering you don’t read my blog. But here’s to you, Mom.

My mother. Mom; particularly with the letter ‘o’ and not the ‘u’, is how I call her. I love my Mom a whole lot. As common as you may hear this from any child, but I do mean it. I love every one bit of my mother.

Loving my mother, is not only telling her I love her, or washing the dishes for her, or doing the chores just because she asked me to, or buying her pretty things.

Loving my mother, is also, showing her respect–which I admit, at times till now, I tend to accidentally don’t.

I must not lie to myself that I am still trying to learn this naturally. This as in respecting my mother. First thought to your head might be, "a rebelious daughter she is, not respecting her own mother??"
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"Did you mop the bathroom after you showered today? The floor is still very wet you know. I’ve told you so many times, to mop it dry.. or the parquet is going to be over damped and spoil in long term…", said Mom.

Knowing myself clearly that yes, I did mop the floor after showering but perhaps I didn’t do a very good job, I was being the average child who could not bother more about answering a lil bit more politely.

"Ya Mom. I mopped already lar.. It’s just not dry yet okay, I dont know why, but I know I’ve mopped it already", I replied. In a not-so-friendly tone. And I’m not proud of that. At all.

That’s just a simple example.

Sometimes we don’t notice how we response to our mothers, to our parents. Even in small tiny issues, if we could just discard the irritated feeling we always felt when mothers speak to us, it would be so much better. So much more respectful in the natural way, not by force.

I don’t want to do this by force. I don’t want to do this just because I was taught to years ago that I should not speak in such tone with my mother, or I shouldn’t have been rude to my mother, or how I should have respected her.

No.

Not just because I was told to. No.

I want myself to grow out of it naturally. I want to learn sincerely to respect my mother in all ways, and at all times. BecauseI love her.
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Loving my mother, is also, appreciating her. Showing her that I care about even the slightest thing.

"Nobody knows what the future holds." Commonly used. Often heard. Absolutely true.

Nobody knows if we have a tomorrow. Or how many tomorrows we have more. I don’t want to wake up and regret not doing these with my mom.

I like how my mom asks me to get her nails done for her.
I like how she doesn’t mind me dressing her up before leaving for somewhere out.
I like how she cooks my noodles just the way I want them; not too soft and the soup not too diluted
I like how she laughs, cos it’s soooo contagious
I like how she would laugh at small little things like it was her first joke on earth
I like how she wakes me up from my bed when it’s only 9am, and she lies to me and says it’s already 10am
I like how she’s sarcastic at times
I like how she tells stories; she giggles and chuckles before she even started telling it

I like everything about my mom.
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How often do you get mothers who know their daughter who has a blog, but doesn’t go checking the blog up and ‘investigating’ on them?

My mom knows I blog. She knows my blog address. And I tell her bout my blog all the time. But she’s never read it even once (I think). Okay, even if my mom knows how to work the computer, I know she wouldn’t check on me like that.

She would let me out with my friends, even if most of the times, it would be a group of only 2 girls and 7 boys. Or 2 girls and 10 boys.

She never questioned me when I said I’ve done my revisions.
She believes that I wouldn’t take her trust for granted.

That’s how much my mom trusts me and respects me. And I am more than grateful for that. Why can’t I play the bigger role for her in that?

Mom, I love you. Always.
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, Happy Valentines, I love you :)

My cousin, Aaron, turned 21 on new year’s eve. Yes, 31st December 2007. And what more, he was born on the last hour of new year’s eve. :D

Happy 21st Aaron!

I know this post is once again, delayed (like all other posts), but I’m seriously lacking of the time to blog. Cos I’m always out of home. And I barely sleep at home nowadays. And I keep going out. And I keep having more and more photos to post. And more and more things to blog.

Now that leads to; too much to post, yet too little time.
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What can I say? I have a happening life, I told you. Eheh
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Aaron had his birthday party on 29th December. At Duta Vista, KL. Some pretty looking suites. And huge too.
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He was damn drunk. Ahhah.. cos there were 4 wines, 3 whiskeys, a Bombay Sapphire, 3 Vodkas and 2 cartons of beer cans.

Trust me, there were more booze than food.
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It was quite a big group of us later on that night. More and more people came after 11pm. Malaysians, need we say more?
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Although it was a pretty big group, but in some ways or another, the big group still splited into two different sides. This is common in every party, as we all know.

So yeah.

We were at the bloggers group, who were the drinking people…
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…and the non-drinkers on the other side..
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We played this drinking game with cards, called the Circle of Death. Fucking fun, and when everybody was high, or at least tipsy, it was damn funny..
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From left to right,Lisan, Belle, Myself, Lynn, Esther

…and uhh, yeah, Aaron at the back of us. Hah :D
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The card game was good, it brought everybody together. It was basically a die-also-must-drink game. Hahah so yeah.
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We made Aaron to drink hell alot, it’s his birthday man, c’mon. Besides, you only turn 21 ONCE in your lifetime. ;D
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Hahahhah I bet that spinning has definitely gotta do some damage to him man..
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Belle and Sam.

That’s Suck and Blow, as part of the game.
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And oh, Aaron received pretty lil gifts too!
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I think if there was a Cutest Cake Award, that cake would most definitely win it. Flat.

I mean, c’mon, how often do you get to see a 21st Birthday Cake withballoons, stars, and umm.. colourful jelly decos?

Hahahha! My god man.. Aaron! He damn kiasu. According to him, he got a jelly cake was to avoid his face being smashed into a creamy cake. Pfft.. kiasu
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And I think towards the end of his party, which was really late already I suppose (considering my sister, Nick and I left earlier), he got totally wasted it seems..
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Lol. Nice hor Aaron.. *ahem*
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Basically I met quite a number of bloggers. And not to mention, Nuffnangers too. Like Esther and Yatz who both works in Nuffnang.
(edited: Sorry that I left out a blogger, a well known one too, Earl! eheh no pictures of you lah weh, you lar dont wanna join us)
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And this is one of the coolest gift to ever receive.. (if you’re a blogger, that is)
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Sweeet aye. :D

Once again,HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY COUSIN AARON! You’re getting oldddddd! Hah :P
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, Happy New Year all!
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…..okay, not Uncle lahh. Still young, don’t worry. Eheh

It was Nick’s (my sister’s boyfriend’s) birthday on November 2nd 2007. We celebrated at La Bodega at Bangsar Village. Iwan and family came along too!
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Here are some pictures.
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I love this picture of the cake that I snapped..
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Iwan really missed my mom a whole lot. It was time to leave for home, and he didn’t wanna go home at all. He was literally hugging onto my mom’s legs so she couldn’t walk away. Hahah! Kids.
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Till the next update, all the best to all the SPM candidates. =)
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, I want to eat’siu yok fan’.
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Yes, my babe is schmmoookingg hot. ;)  HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY BUM!!!!!

And I’m getting good at editing studio photos. Anybody interested? I’m available to be hired.
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Bren & I

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Brenda turned 17 (finally) on Nov 1st 2007. And I was being such an arse that I kept reminding her how near SPM is and how many days are there left. (It’s 9 more days by the way).

Ahhahhah this is fun. This as in reminding people (especially SPM candidates) about the days left. You know why?

So I don’t have to feel the tension alone. And that I can share the burden with the entire world. HAH! Evil Genius I am.
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We celebrated Bren’s 17th year at Secret Recipe @ Summit, along with Nat and Chee too. But sadly we didn’t manage to take a group photo, so yeah…
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I used hell alot of ribbons to wrap up her gift. 3 different colours, red, blue, purple. And I tied them on her hair (as you can see above) to make her look like a hooligan on her birthday. A retarded hooligan, that is. =P
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Boyy I sure do love Brenda.YOU ROCK, BUM! Cos you’re retarded. =)

Mich and I got her a handbag.. and I wrote her a song, well literally. I think my song is the coolest gift she’ll ever get in her life (just nod and agree Bren).

I wrote her a song to the tune of Hey There Delilah, and inspired by  Plain White T’s GoRemy. Yes, GoRemy. Here, watch.
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And my version for Brenda, well, I didn’t have time to record it down on video and audio and shits, but yeah, I think the lyrics will do fine. It’s meant to be sung to the tone and tune and slang of GoRemy’s version. (just so you know)
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Hey There Brenda
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Hey there Brenda, what’s it like to be seventeen?
I’m ten kilometers away but bum today you’re looking pretty
Yes you do
Even Megan Fox lose to you
I swear it’s true.

Hey there Brenda, I’m so jealous of your appearance
You have curly fries eyelashes
And boobs triple the size of mine
So unfair
You’re as cute as my teddy bear
No, not hairy bear.

Hey there Brenda, I’know you love your chocolate man
But don’t you forget bout Tripod
We’ve gone through so much together
Oh like retards
Like Michelle laughs and shakes her butt
Cheryl’s like Borat.

Hey there Brenda, if you are going to leave me
At least teach me how to be bitchy
Flip my hair, walk without a tee
Oh literally
Even more sexy you can be
We all must see.

Ohh, it’s cool you’re not Indian
Ohh, it’s cool you’re not Indian
Ohh, you’re sure you’re not Indian?
Ohh, you sure you’re not Indian?

Ten KM is not far away, but too bad I can’t drive all the way
To see your monsoon drain in your home
The guys would think I’m very gay
But I don’t have my own to play because it’s not as big as yours oh bum
Brenda I can promise you
That you surely are the sexiest girl
It’s no wonder everybody loves you
Or your boobs..

Hey there Brenda, you be good and don’t you hate me
for writing you this song you’ll love me
And even more you always do for sure
Cos our friendship is very true
We can do everything we want to

Hey there Brenda here’s to you
This one’s for you.

Ohh today’s your birthday Bum
Ohh you’re seventeen today.
Ohh Happy Birthday Bum
Ohh Happy Birthday Bum
Happy Birthday Bum.

Ohhh. ohh woahh ohh ~
Ohh, ohh woahh ohh..

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LMAO I’m loving the boob song. Bren, since on my birthday, you published about my ass on World Wide Web, so here’s to you on your birthday on World Wide Web; your boobies.    (I know you love me :) )

The song Hey There Brenda is literally supposed to be an inside joke. Like monsoon drain? Meaning cleavage. Yeah.. so probably only our friends or closer friends would get it.
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I LOVE YA BUM and HAPPY 17th! Hope you enjoyed yourself and to many many many more years of our funnily retarded friendship, much love. =)
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, GoRemy is D BOMB lah..

As mentioned before, I have more pics on my 17th birthday. So this post is basically on my celebration with my fam-mee-lee. <3.
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We celebrated at Secret Recipe @ The Curve. I got to eat my favourite fish and chips at long last. Ahha.

My meal was very pleasant and satisfying. Well unlike some people, they tend to take challenges to the next level.

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I gotta tell’ya, boy was he suffering. That was some real shit tom man. It’s so spicy that he literally was burning. I could sense the reactions taking place in his stomach at that moment.
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Ouchh.. =S

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Ooo yeah baybeh that’s the top Mich and Bren got me. And the new denim was from mom. Well, literally. Cos she gave me cash to go buy whatever I wanted or whatever I was keen in buying.

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My family was busy checking stuffs out at Aussino and Ikea for the new house while Michelle and I walked on our own instead.

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Oh yes, I didn’t mention, did I?

I invited Michelle to join my family and I for dinner, just so if you were wondering why the heck is she appearing in almost every picture of mine.

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When we got home, there was cake! Tiramisu.. yummmm.

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Oh dear. I look sleepy there.
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And my none other favourite cake picture of the day,
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OH YES IT’S LIGHTED BRIGHT!
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"Dear Lord, may my upcoming years be brighter and I may shine like I never shined before, ohyesLord. Amen"
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Oh not forgetting one more cute lil’ thing I bought for myself, well not really lil’ as in little, yeah..
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.Heee. =)  Flats. I love cute stuffs..
And last but not least, thecoolest gift ever fromLynn and Nick…

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My domain.  http://cherylho.net.
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Ahhhh. <3   Thanks Lynnie and Nick for the extrafabulous gift for my fabulous 17th! Much love =).
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Thanks Mom and Dad for the birthday cash shop-whatever-you-want-cos-you’re-so-big-girl-already-so-I-don’t-what-you-like gift, and also for dinner and the cake and the love and the time and the … OMG.. everything. Heee..
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Thanks Aaron for helping me out with this new shit, I mean site, for setting up and correcting codes for me. I would practically just lay dead on the road if I were to do it myself, cos it would take me 2 weeks to figure out how, while you’ll just take 2 minutes and show me the thumbs up sign,"Hey it’s done, you noob."  Lol. Thannks cous.

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.You know, my life is turning more and more happening lately, and this is happening at the WRONG time. The wrong BLARDY time..
I’m so busy with my new blog and new posts, snapping pictures and editing them, learning how to function new codes and everything, OH GAWD JOLLY, CHERYL, NO SPM YOU KNOW.

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No SPM. Don’t worry. Go ahead. Blog like you never blogged before. You have plenty of time. No SPM wert.

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………..    -.-   FCK. I’m screwed. No, I’m not.My SPM is. Gawddammit.

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I have soooo many things to post about. Ikhwan’s birthday. Ikhwan’s Raya Open House. Studying sessions. Random photography. A tag I still owe Zheng Joo. Oh my jolly…. if only a day would have 36 hours right now at this moment.

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Yours truly,
Cheryl, so much to do yet so little fckin’ blardy time. Ooo yeah baybeh, you heard me.

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Yes! Finally blogging at my new site. Still getting used to it though.

It was my 17th birthday 5 days ago, 12th Oct 2007. And I know I know, I procrastinated a lot with this post. Cos there are like soo many pictures to upload, the post is gonna be longggg. I got lazy.

On Wednesday, 10th October 2007, Gerard and James gave me an early birthday gift in school. Well it was really unexpected though. I opened the gift out of curiosity and excitement.

Guess what those two lovely nutheads got me?

Xixili bra.

Ahhah. How horny. Thanks guys! What more one letter on each side. When I showed my Daddy what they got me, Dad said..

"So each owns one side of breast lah?"

They sent it to a shop to get the letters done. I got a few pics on the progress of the bra from Chee Mun.

Did they just flattenned it??

My friends celebrated my birthday with me at RedBox Sunway. Without every one of them, I don’t know what kind of shit my 17th year would turn out man.

From left to right : Bryan, Tim, Jian, James, Brenda, Myself, Michelle, Dao Wei, Jewin, Ozri, Tse Jing, Nat. And the top, Chee Mun.

Okay, now let the pictures do a lil more of the talking.

Yeahh that’s what Bren and Mich got me! <3 RYL siot.. Giler cool.

Please, it’s not RISK YOUR LIFE dammit. It’s my name, RYL okay. Cut it with the stooopid Risk Your Life game. They stole my initials!

And another surprise, my lovely friends got me a cake there. It was cool how the sound monitors gave a sudden announcement in Cantonese saying,

"Sing birthday song for Room 10, Room 10",

…and the Birthday song autoplayed on the TV. Muahaha cool.

I received many pretty gifts which I really love them loads. Thank you all for all the lovely things and cards and everything. I shall post pictures of the gifts later. After karaoke, we chilled at Rainforest a lil while. Had some drinks, talked, catch up and what not.

The guys actually went and bought gambling cards and literally gambled there. Bryan was the banker, and he always win. ALWAYS. Some luck he has man. ;)

Oh and also, you won’t believe how cheap the drinks were. A few of the alcohols were only RM5. Most of us ordered Long Island and Margarita. Cos there was student’s price. RM5 man. If it weren’t for the student’s rate, it would have been bout RM20++ I think.

When I heard student’s price, I went.
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"Student’s price?? Aren’t underaged peeps not allowed to drink alcohols?? 0.0 "

Ahha. College students also considered students wert. "College" huh.

And since Tse Jing left really early that day, I didn’t take any pictures of him at all. So this is Tse Jing, also known as Jim. Don’t say I forgotten about you. =p

And that’s bout from there. We left the place, and hitched a ride in Nat’s cool Range Rover. Thanks Nat! Well there were 8 of us including Nat herself. We squeeeeeezed in to fit everybody in her Rover.

Unfortunately, Jewin had to sit in the boot.

I’M SERIOUS. Right at the back hidden in the boot. Lol.. what to do? He’s the smallest that can fit in there.

Now for the gifts. Pretty lovely gifts. =)

From Michelle and Brenda:

They initially conned me with this gift. (which I totally bought the con)

It’s a pendant of a Letter C. I used to have one last time, but I lost it. So they got me that. Eheh..

Thanks babes! Love you both so very much. =) Without the both of you, this wouldn’t even happen. Eheh.. <3

From Tim, Tse Jing, Bryan and Ozri:

Yes, they bought me a Guess wallet. I was nearly speechless when I saw the box already. What more the wallet. Lol..

Thank you guys! It was really sweet of you. I love the gift, and love you all too. Thanks for being willing to celebrate my 17th year although I’m at times all retarded and lame.

From Dao Wei:

PARIS HILTON FRAGRANCE! Which I have been wanting since God knows when. Ehhe. Love ya budd and thank you =)   I smell nice, don’t I?

From Nat and Chee Mun:

It was reallyyy cute and funny when I noticed that the left and right side were different sizes. One is 6, other is 5.

Nat was really mad at the salesgirl who did the crappy sales. But don’t worry aye Nat. I can still wear them, seriously. It’s not much of a difference.. you should know why. You know my ugly little secret already. =P

That’s a cute cupcake top from Roxy. And Chee also wrote a beautiful poem which I might post it up next time. Thanks Nat and Chee for the gifts and more importantly, being there for and with me. Love you both! =)

From Jian:

Jian bought the same card as the one I received last year from Gillie. LOL.. And he just had to remind me in the card that..

"SPM is EXACTLY a month away now". Shit.

Thanks Jian for the pretty nail varnish and the SPM reminder and also being there for me all the time. Love ya old friend!

From Becky:

Becky gave me a card earlier in school. And she told me that it would be the most OMG-WHATTHEFUCK-CARD I’ll ever receive in my entire life.

LOL. I got nothing to say.

The card is just SOOO BECKY. Ahhha.. damn random man. She loves random things, as much as I love her. Thanks babe for being a good friend always. ;)

Gerard also wrote me darnn cute and cool song, I might post it up later too. Ehehhehee don’t kill me G.

And Gillie, thanks for the sweet birthday SMS all the way from Aussie. Sorry I couldn’t reply you, but thanks for remembering. Missing you heaps, much love always. =) I have more to write about and more pictures to share with you all, but this post is getting way toooo long. I would have to stop here. I shall continue in the second post.

HUGE THANK YOU TO EVERYBODY AND ALL MY FRIENDS FOR ALL THE BIRTHDAY WISHES, BIRTHDAY SMSES, GIFTS, CARDS, HUGS, SURPRISES, LOVE and PARTY. MUCH LOVE ALWAYS <3