Twas a good good night.
Birthday hugs/cake/candles/bubbles/sparklers/army life/laughs/playground/swings/climbing/h2h talks/smiles
I am contended. Boys were the sweetest. Bought whole bunch of sparklers. Bought cake. Sang birthday song for me under the void deck. Birthday hugs. Allow me to unleash my inner child, sticking bubbles onto my hair and watching sparklers fizz out whilst attempting to light up another 5 sticks in my hand. Haha bel said "Can you act like a 18 year old" No i cannot i 17 forever. Generated enough smoke to kill a whole lotta mozzies. But not sandflies. I got bitten by them on both my legs. Covered with swollen bumps that itch like hell. Maybe it was revenge for killing ants on the table. Hmmm. Pres's the same old, cept' he was sick. Drink your hai di ye religiously please. Bel got tanner, fitter, more mature (idk why but i keep getting this 'manly' aura from him lol)
But boys will always be boys lah.
Birthday sms/calls were ultimate sweet. Realise people don't sleep early on sat. Mason was still awake when i replied him at 230.
Thanks leh bel pres. Love you both to bits lah. :)
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