It was indeed the Party of The Century when the media and socialites congregated at Empire City for my birthday. Nah, i don't have the fame and fortune to throw a huge birthday party.

For my birthday wise, it wasn't that extravagant - just a simple dinner with ex-colleagues and friends and it was all that matter.
Maybe because I'm aging, birthday to me is just a reminder that I'm another year older. Compared to those good old days like 18th and 21st birthday, I was pretty happy back then for every 23rd Jan. There's a saying goes "A year older, a year wiser" - I don't see any point in my life is getting wiser. Maybe I set my bar too high for myself that's why I rarely got any self-satisfaction.
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Look at my wrinkled hands |
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Sweet 22 at Inside Scoop |
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Birthday dinner at Subak. It was one of the secluded and most quiet restaurant I ever been. It was literally located in the middle of the hill/jungle in Kampung Penchala |
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