Thank you so much indeed, for it is you who made this year's birthday of mine so dear to me. :)

Wednesday, September 12, 2007       2:30 am

Finally the day arrived, though not so much as expected. To me my birthday this year no longer means a milestone of my growth or anything worth celebrating, but rather, as you suggested, an excuse for friends to come together and have fun. As a matter of fact, you did not make my birthday resemble a birthday, but much more than what a birthday is meant for. It is my mother's pregnancy eighteen years ago that provide evidence for my birthday, while you leave a trail of my being at this moment of time as if putting a bookmark upon the brightest page of my diary. I will never forget reading a heart-warming message that tells me what it is, truly, to be on top of the world as my eyes follow the flow of words and discover the promise of year-long, if not everlasting, happiness; nor will I forget begging the teacher for an early leave from school, rushing all the way towards the MTR station and sinking myself on the cinema chair with you right next to me.  

The film ended two hours before my tutorial would commence, leaving me nowhere to go, nothing to do, but knowing I would be alright because we were together. You asked me to wait at the entrance of the MTR station, walked away and returned with a black forest cake so elaborately decorated but messed up by the shop-assistant. It was the one and only birthday cake I've ever received from a friend and it was very much tailor-made ~ on the periphery of the cake were flakes of chocolates with musical notes embedded on them, on top were cone-shaped ice-cream and the inside was filled with cream.

I couldn't help eating until it hurt, one mouthful at a time I could feel the impulses generated by my tongue being converted to wonderful sensation which went over and over my mind endlessly. And we ended up gossiping for two hours before it. I stared at you, wondering how your features could give rise to such cute face. We greeted the cake as an exciting addition, I made a wish, and we waved it goodbye. How much I wish to let you know that for everything you've bought me, there was no overreaction in my response, for everything is made special by you.

Maybe I won't be able to visualize the experiences in vivid colours and relive this day as time passes by, but with each looking back, I shall allow myself to be lost in pieces of memories ~ messages, Secret, birthday cake, one-off chopsticks were my seventeenth birthday.