Birthday is the time you realise how much you are loved and missed by your loved ones and that is also the time you get to know of the people who do not really care about you. Mine this year started the day before with dinner and cake cutting. Twelve midnight I got the 1st call from my flatmate, both of them returning from a movie. They lied to me they were in a fren's place but they were in the tram heading home. Some people had heard them wishing me and started singing "Happy Birthday". Ten mins later, the door opened, the 2 of them grabbed me, gave me a hug and insisted I got ready to hit Chapel for some drinks and fun. We headed to Imperial in Chapel, had a margarita on Vishesh, danced, ate at hungry jacks and headed home.
My flight was at 1330pm and I was out at 1130am, heading to the airport. At the airpost, alomost 12 hrs later, i was greeted by my cousin, her husband and my nephew. My nephew had made me a card, how sweet. Home sweet home, I was delighted to see my family, it was a surprise for them. I couldnt get my nephew up but he was up at 3am, saw me and gave me a big hug, we slept hugging each other after that. Heaps of wishes from friends and family, through Facebook, phone and in person. My friends had sent a present over to Melbourne, thinking i was going to be there, I never got to see it before I left.
Monday, lots of food cooked by my aunt, visits from cousins and another cake cutting session. I had a blast, reunited with my family and friends and also with family and friends back in Melb, some expected, some unexpected but there is still a void in some part of your heart when you dont receive the expected wish from that one person.....this is life.....
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