-=| Birthdays... |=-
It was just yesterday, where my parents were asking me how I wanted to celebrate my birthday, and if I wanted a cake (Even then I would not expect too much, as it was just a casual remark, knowing them they will not do much). I told them that I will wish to celebrate it with my cousins and the cake was not a big thing for me. As for the family dinner, I guess I will want a simple dinner at the Turkish restaurant at Far East, but sadly it falls on a Friday, so I guess I could trash that idea, as we would not be quick enough to reach home, seat around in a circle and read the holy scriptures and sing Kum Baya near the fire place. I guess they were quite shock at my decision, but oh well I guess the details were not really important to me.
Looking over a year ago, on the day 19 May 2005, given compared living at home nowadays was a difference of heaven and earth. I could remember carefully that on that day Mum was vacating in Bangkok, and I was having my last few papers of my mid year Exams. My dad was not home that day, which will not make a difference even if he did, and so did my sister. Spend the whole day stoning on the sofa and day passed as if it was a millennium. All I have received that day was an sms or 2 from people, and some knowledge from the force study I did. Ahh! Lets not go further digging the past. But anyways I guess that was what which created my perception of birthdays.
I personally feel that celebration of birthdays is just a ritual tradition that has been brought down for generations by different nationalities and cultures. And I also feel that presents, cakes, balloons, party streamers, and items that come straight into the mind when people mention "birthday", are just material objects which enhances the surroundings which creates a atmosphere to make the birthday personnel feel special, and therefore is not really important to me. I think that of all the different cultures, rituals and traditions the common similarity is that family and friends gathering around to have fun. And I guess these memories are something which cannot be bought or created with money and therefore is very precious.
Imagine having a whole room filled with balloons, and streamers nicely framed round the room. Having a huge nicely decorated cake as the centerpiece of that room. Isn't it a typical scenario of a birthday scene? However the birthday boy/girl is all alone left in that 'marvelous' room.
And imagine with me again, if there is an empty room, having maybe the floor just with a few beanbags. But the room is filled up with a small group of friends, and they are all having fun.
I guess I would choose the second scenario, where a small group of friends cram together, having fun together. Although neither are there cakes, nor presents, I sure will have more fun then the first scenario where I had everything.
Well I do not expect much for this year, people say the higher you expect the harder you fall. So I shall see what sadness befall upon me this year. Anyways I have already given myself the most expensive present I have ever given myself on Monday; I went for my first studio photo shoot. I felt a little cheated though, but I guess it was all worth it.
PS: I hope the document above will not create a hesitant in anyone to get me a present, but I am also not hereby to force you to get me one either.
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Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
Personality : Flamboyant T@g W!SH3S 3M@!l CURR3NT M00D W3@TH3R F00T PR!NTS !N 3 S@nd R@D!0 ST@T!0NS P@ST R3CORDS L!NKS
DOB : 19th May 1988
Age : 19+
Height : 1.73++m
Weight : Abt 60kg
Zodiac : Dragon
Horroscope : Taurus
Fav Sports : Breathing exercises on the bed every night(snore)
Fav colour : Blue, silver, black
Fav things : Vintage looking stuff...
Hates : People who commands me to do anything
Worst habits : Talking back, bitching...
Best Habits : Obeys house rules
How do u relax : Bitching, complaining, vibrate my ear drums with sound waves from my disc man
One thing tat no one noes abt? : i'm Sentimental...
Three words 2 describe me : Rude Noisy Freak
One liner tat i'm most proud of : Being kind to your enemy means to be cruel to yourself
Moto in life : Look 4 a goal n strife hard
