Last year sucks. i started my year singing happy birthday to a customer who almost left the resto $20 short. And while they celebrate with their expensive Don Perignon chamapgne, i recalled and told myself "Fuck, it’s my birthday too!"

This year, hmmm i don’t know. I have no plans at all. Maybe i’ll just stay at home or stroll downtown, like what i used to do.

This may sound cheesy but i started to miss mom. She used to wake me up with a birthday kiss and tell me "happy birthday anak" and hand me a pink, scented, musical birthday card. It’s so ‘old school’ but i really miss and appreciate it until now.