it's my dad's birthday today. being daddy's girl (i can see some rolling their eyes already), i went to get cake at the royals. we love cake! after fighting my way in the train and finally earning a seat on the bus, the cake managed to remain intact. phew! i half-expect it to be penyek (flat in malay) by the time i reach home. being the annoying lets-cut-the-cake person, i was incessantly asking my dad to open the present, cut the cake and pose for the camera.
cutting the yummy-licious cake!
the present i bought. many thanks to he who helped me scour for it. :)
today's celebration was done sans my two bros. this sat will be the 'official' one. will prolly sit down and go makan somewhere. so yeah. it's the family tradition.
anyways, i think my dad is psyched that i'm playing tennis. tomorrow with the babysitters! it'll be a riot. i think we're nuts. just cause the heat is torturous lately. heck. i've been wanting to play for ages. french open basically got me into my carpe diem mode. and now it's wimbledon. i've been missing the first few days cause of my finals. still no sign of robredo. i nearly went beserk when i 'thought' i saw him just now. but it was lopez.
when times are bad, always turn to sunny, feel-good tunes for comfort. the thrills is my panadol. been listening to 'don't steal our sun' over and over again. i love the thrills! they happy, sunshine-y folks. i like. conor, you sound like a girl but you're prolly the only hairy dude i dig. seriously. the thrills make me giddy. like skip to my lou kinda happy. i slept late last night, cut short my revision so i can watch their video clips on youtube. and that changed my mood for the next day. oh ya, the background music is one of their songs. so, enjoy!
even the suckiest day don't mean nothing when you're greeted by this.
it's cheaky and manis! huggies! argh. i love them to pieces.
my pillow, manis doing her best 'i am walrus' impression. simply adorable.
the three morons standing at the gate. trying to 'catch' the birds outside my door. yeah, my dad feed the birds in the morning. hmm.. wonder where my love for animals came from?