A birthday, it’s mean many happy returns, and I hope so. this day, 1 reached the 28th of my life, my worth life, my journey, and my legend.
as usually for the 18th November, there’s no such thing special, except in my heart that is keep steady for sure, thankful of what it goes untill I write this.
there’s a message come to me after the day changed into morning 18th, and it was from my only one, the best ever one, nestohuis. thanks a lot bro of all you’ve been pray.
No special party, no special service, just only me in the my room, siting eating so full of joy, oh yeah, with a pouring rain outside. and my dad was cooking some noodles in downstair, while I still got music on my computer. but suddenly he show up to my room, bring a bowful noodle of his made, and I thankful for that, even though he maybe forgot of my birthday, I really don’t give a damn, surely I’m thankful of what he done to me, which the last one that he gave a bowlful noodle that he cooked, and bring that personally to me, I feel so much love on that bowl, a father’s love.
And in this morning, suddenly someone cameup to me and said ‘happy birthday’ for me, and she’s my mother, the person who I love the most, she cameback from Tennis tournament, right at my birthday. she kiss my cheek and pray for me. oh yeah, he brought a little souvenir from her trip, it’s a ‘mochi’ cookie my favorite one
birthday, many happy returns!
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