And I Had the Best Day, With You, Today.

My very first post as a 20 year old. Welcome to the twenties, they're saying.

I love cotton candies. before they harden, anyway.
And they're so fluffy and cute!!!

Oh well. Age's only a number, as a friend so kindly told me.

What's important is the heart.

And the things you have, the people you've met, the events you'd experienced, and all the good and bad things in life.

Ahh. Birthdays.Stuff made of clouds and cotton candy and an extra dose of amazing.

To be frank, I'd never been a real fan of birthdays. No no no, don't roll your eyes at me. Really. I mean, everyone's got one, and it's not like you get to choose your birthday. It's just... a birthday. I didn't really get it. What's the big deal?

But now I think I got it. Why people love birthdays so much. Why birthdays are such huge events. It's the day you're born. The day you're given a chance at creating your own world. It's like writing a story, or designing a building, or directing a film, and watching it come to life. But it's better, because you get to live your creation.

Thanks mom, dad, for giving me a birthday. =P I'd probably made your heads ache since I'd been born. Teehee.

Plus, it doesn't hurt when you get to be the queen on your birthday. =P I swear, you get so pampered and spoilt and waited upon like the cuter version of Cinderella's stepsister.

Cuter version of ze stepsista

But today?

Wow. That's the only word that comes to mind. I haven't had a birthday so ... so celebrated. I swear, I've put on kilos of sweet memories and fatty love these few days.  :P it's like I have not a birthday, but a birth...week? LOL.

My god. All of the celebrations. All those wishes. Surprise Midnight Attack, McDonald's Ambush, Messages/Notifications-Tsunamis, Photos-bomb, Huge Meat Fiesta, Unexpected Gift....

First came my housemates Midnight Attack. I swear, those three are war-seasoned spies with all those 'war' strategies and sneaking around they come up with. :P Then came the second wave where they recruited another two dear friends into their ranks. Even though I'd suspected something was...off the moment we stepped through the doors of McDonalds'. Since when do we book seats before ordering when the shop's...empty? MUAHAHAHA.

But then I'd wrote the feeling off as "thinking too much" and ended up being...ambushed.

All things aside, damn it all, I was genuinely surprised, and I didn't know how to react besides hiding my face in my hands. As much of my face that my hands can hide, I mean. *holds up tiny hands and sighs*

making wishes for the...second time?
bit greedy now, don't you think?
What to do, too many cakes d. XD

One of the Recruits. XD My very pro Physics tutor :P I swear, sometimes I get so jealous of him. Sighs.

The strategists. Liars, if you ask me. LIARSSS. But good-friendly-awesome liars. XD

And then today. Woke up rather late (Bed loves me too much) and went on an outing with my Troop (as they call themselves; sighs. Thank you Chemistry Lecturer for labeling us.) with no idea how awesome the day could turn out to be. Even had two funnily serious guys along for the trip. :P We had  trouble choosing places to eat at first, but then ended up in this German restaurant, Brotzeit.

Meat Platter. Super Yum.

There was this table full of aged ladies behind us, and we were joking about how we'd end up years later just like them. We'd (well, they, not me) even match each one of us with them. It was kinda fun, imagining us lasting that long, through the years. It'll be awesome, don't cha think?

Camwhoring before the meal comes. Me and ze legendary Hannah. 

Cindy CHAI and nanana joining the camwhoring troop. :P

moldy and the troop. +2. as dubbed by our chemistry lecturer.

This girl was supposed to celebrate her birthday with me. :( But she left me to ze mortification alone. :(

When it was time to sing THE song, I was mortified. Why? Because the waiters had gather round and sang (LOUDLY) with us. One of the waiters (was he the one who was dubbed Taylor Lautner by dear Rebecca?) even got a straw and made me blow the candles through it. Thoroughly. Mortified.

Me and the free dessert from Brotzeit!
Credits to Waiyi, who managed to capture all the weird expressions I have. 

But what's really mindblowing is that, after we'd sang the song, the ladies behind us began to sing too! And they were celebrating the yellow-bloused lady's birthday, whom they'd associated with me! Even her name sounded almost the same as Moldy. *Mindblowing*

We even met the two awesome ...um, aliens(?) from Monsters' University!

Mike, and Sully, and us!

I have no idea who that is behind us. LOL

And when I got home, finally winding down by commenting on random photos posted on Facebook, I got another surprise.

thanks Blockmates Shuning and Chingyee for this awesome creampuff! I had fun making cream mustaches. XD

Wow. I was so surprised I didn't know how to react. Thanks. Really. Thanks. I don't know what else to say but thanks thanks thanks.

And that goes to all these important people in my life.

20 years.

So genuinely surprised, and subsequently touched by all the people who cared enough for me to plan all these stuff, all the efforts, all the thoughts that went into this whole thing.

It makes me wanna cry. It makes me realise that even though I haven't any major accomplishments or big steps towards my dream or what-nots in my life so far, I already have so many friends and family. These important people in my life, people who love me, care about me, and people I didn't know was that important to me.

I guess I did pretty okay for twenty years so far, with a little bit of help from these people. After all, the sense of belonging can be pretty awesome, and I'd found it with them.

Life'd be pretty boring without them.

And I guess that--having a bunch of awesome people with you-- that's the greatest achievement one can ever ^^

Thanks, for being in my life.

Thanks, for making my entrance into the twenties the best one can ever have.

And Thanks, simply for being there.

"I get by with a little help from my friends.
 I get high with a little help from my friends.
 Going to try with a little help from my friends."
~ The Beatles

Midnight Ambush

All sixes for my 6.6. I love sixes now. 666666

Surprised. Shocked. Flabbergasted. Astonished. Caught totally unaware. Completely bowled over.

Ambushed. At Midnight. Four days before my birthday. By none other than those three devious housemates of mine.

Well, to be fair, sometimes I’m even more devious (evil?) than them, but that’s another story for later. =P

The guilty headphones.
Right, it's not gigantuous,
but the quality of the sound's awesome.

It was four days before my birthday. And we had a rather major paper on Monday, Tuesday, and for some of us, Wednesday! Three days worth of nightmares! I’d assumed we wouldn’t celebrate it (ngeh. I wouldn’t have mind. Not really that big a fan of birthdays.) Or that if we would, maybe after the huge obstacles are over.

But no. They had to prove me wrong.

I really should’ve paid more attention to what they were doing. After all, I did catch them talking at low voices behind me, but then again, they could be discussing exam questions for all I know! With my huge headphones cutting me off from the rest of the world, they could be discussing murdering all the roaming cats here and dumping it on my bed and I wouldn’t have had the slightest idea.

Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating a little, but really. I really had no idea whatsoever.

Le Much Loathed Durian Cake

So, when the door was opened at midnight, and the lights switched off, and the two HUGE candles floated in through the door, I was momentarily speechless. They started singing the birthday song, and I was going OMG (and something else, but I wouldn’t say what =P) all the way through.

And the greatest thing ever was, they bought THE loathed durian cake from Secret Recipe which was my absolute favourite! (well, one of my favourites anyway. Geminis. *sighs*) And Beatrice, who couldn’t stand the smell of durian (as in, she wouldn’t even breathe when the awesome durian smell wafts over) prepared the cake, stood outside the door and waited for the other two fellow masterminds in the house to let her in.

Brave one, that one is.

I didn’t even know it was durian cake until she told me she literally couldn’t breathe. HA!

Le Me and my Mao-Tze-Tung hairstyle
Awe-when-I discovered Durian Cake

And then they started to whip out phone cameras (well, MY phone camera) and do what they do with cameras. It had been unbearably hot, I had thrown on a, well, let’s just say I wouldn’t walk out of the house wearing … that; my hair wrestled into a incredibly unique Mao-Tze-Tung style which left my forehead shining like a perfectly boiled egg; and eyes baggier than Dudley Dursley’s dreadful hand-me-down denims.

I mean, Cameras + those? Ouch. Sore eyes.

At least they let me change into something decent. *whew*

Photo-taking was fun. We were all sporting dark panda eyes and heavy eyebags thanks to the A Levels, and our house wasn’t really as neat as usual. (Neat in the “as usual” sense doesn’t really mean it’s neat though. =S Maybe just a tad less disorganised.)

I couldn’t thank you guys enough. Seriously. The first time I’ve been away from my family for my birthday (yes, first) but you’ve made me feel l like I’m among family members. Thanks, for the pretty awesome ambush in the middle of the night. =) 

p.s. Thanks also, for ‘letting’ me finish that piece of cake by myself. Durian rules! XD

Candle no taste good. 

Camera quality wasn't that good, but our friendship makes up for it, eh? 10 years on my right, 14 on my left. Our friendship is almost our whole life. =)

Ignore the artistic mess please around the house. We're just expressing our artistic souls. XD 

Perhaps we'll get the chance to do this again. I know, I know, the rest of your birthdays are in December, which means if everything goes according to plan I probably won't be here to do this again with all of you. This year, at least. But there's still lotsa things to celebrate. The end of A Levels perhaps? Graduation?

Or we can wait till all of us are back in Malaysia for a huge reunion. =P That's kinda far away, ain't it?

I really really hope we can keep in touch. But knowing myself.... ARGH. I can't think that way. I'll have to try, at least.

I will try. Promise. *bites nails*

We will keep in touch, won't we?

Sixes again! Matching Tees too! Purple's the colour this year.

Le Cake can't take any more photographing. It's too tired it needs to lay down.