I am terrible when it comes to my birthday. Every year I tell myself that I want to retreat to a mountain by myself to rethink my life but every year I end up going out drinking instead.
(But I am proud to annonce that I have finally reach an age where me and alcohol have decided to become best friends.. heh heh)
Drinking aside, I actually manage to stay quite lucid the rest of the time. I have the silliest bunch of friends who have made the weekend very special for me. And you know your birthday is special when you end up cutting your bday cake at 2am in the morning in a place called "Restoran Wong Ah Wah" in the middle of Jalan Alor in KL (the equivalent of Geylang in Singapore).
My pressies this year:
1 Canyon Adventure Trip in Reunion Island
1 Spa Retreat Package in Mainland China
3 Dinner Parties
2 Lunch Treats
4 birthday cakes - one with a pig on it
1 bouquet of cheery flowers
1 pair of Birkies airflown from Frankfurt
1 box of assorted goodies and sweets airflown from Queensland
1 special remix of four of my favourite froufrou songs (Click on the tab on the right column to listen!)
1 hair-brained White Rabbit ("I'm late, I'm late")
1 hard-cover award winning literature
2 bottles of champagne
2 flaming lamborginis, belinnis, martinis, wine, vodkas and funny tasting shots
1 pair of tattoos, pain excluded.
1 trip down memory lane
Thank you guys for the gifts and more importantly, for your friendships. The Lord is merciful to grant me your light in my life. It has been a year of change for me. Thanks for reminding me that change CAN be good and that some things, like friendships, will remain strong through such changes.
Also, many thanks for the new wings bestowed on me. I will remember Phillip's advice: "Don't anyhow fly in wrong direction"
Now even a pig can fly...
The pictures are up on my multiply site, folks!
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For the info of the readers, the pig handed the assignment of organising her bday party in KL TWO MONTHS before the birthday.. with specific instruction, quote : "I want many people in beautiful clothes, drinking and chatting."
The people were indeed very beautiful after my 2nd flaming lamborghini....
You are now no longer Xiao Gua. You are now officially Ner Za (Little Chinese imp with wings on his little ankles)!
Sorry just did some research, apparently, Ner Za rides around on rings of fire on his feet. But heh, wings and fire- they look the same. Plus, I like the sound of calling you Ner Za. Plus, maybe you can wear those chinese underwear a.k.a "kerchief tops" you find for 2 dollars in chinatown as your signature look!
Big Person, do you remember that you DID have a Ne Zha kerchief top which you wanted to wear to J's Pimps, Priests & Whores Halloween Party but it din cover half your boobs? I think you went as mamasan instead and I was your whore.
Ahhh.. good ol' skanky days...
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