Last Monday was my 23rd birthday. I was very happy that day, because I've got an-almost-surprise from my colleagues, which, was way beyond my expectation. The surprise wasn't stop there. My two bestfriends came to my office and brought me this self-made cake:
Is it cute? :D
The last but not least, my boy gave me a wallet as a gift with funny wrapping. He glued the post it paper one-by-one until it wrap the wallet. He wrote his wish there. It's kinda cute. And funny. And silly. hahahahaharr
Well, what can I say? I'm not a huge fan of birthday. It's not that I'm not feeling grateful, it's just I don't want to be the central of attention. You know, if today is your birthday, everyone keep saying that "Happy Birthday yaaa" to me. I'm just not that person who enjoy attention.
Birthday for me is a special day to celebrate your birth day. And it going to be very much special if you are surrounded by the people you care and love and the people who loves you. I don't need the whole world to know it's my birthday. I just need the people I love.
Like I had two days ago. I had my best friends brought me a self-made birthday cake, they came to my office and that took me by surprise! I had my colleagues arranged a surprise for me, they gave me a little gift (a gift voucher, yay!), and I had my boy and also my best friend to be with for the rest of the night.
I'm officially 23 now. Nothing much different between before and after my birthday, but one thing I know should be different: is myself. I have to be more grateful and more thankful for what I have. My life isn't perfect. My family isn't perfect. My friends aren't perfect. But they are all I have. And I simply couldn't ask for more :)
Happy 23, me!
ps: you guys should watch 500 days of summer. It's a good movie, really.
That's two of my colleagues. love them!
A present from them! :D
That's my best friends!!! :D
2 comments:
wah.. nice cake & nice surprise.. :)
once again, happy bday Susan..
ahh.. surprises, that's what I love about bday.. ;)
Happy BelateD Birthday^^
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