My birthday crept up on me this year.

So stealthily that I'm afraid that my years will slip by without me noticing.

Lil sister phoned me asking me to be back at 11pm, because she "bought something secret".

It was a cake, then we debated over the number of candles allowed on the cake. She won, of course, with the winning argument: "What's the point of having a cake with candles if people don't know your real age? Might as well not put."

I had my presents given to me wrapped in the cheapo manner my sis is infamous for - torn magazine pages!
Mum got pretty ticked off when she realized that lil sis conveniently forgot to mention her part in the presents.


We gathered around as a family and mumbled birthday song lyrics while lil sis clapped away.

Hmmmm. I think it's a birthday I'd come to remember.