I am at the edge of crying now as I am profoundly touched
by all the lovely wishes and sweet messages my friends sent. Sigh, at the same time I feel guilty because I don’t remember my friends’ birthdays and I am too lazy to check my facebook to send them wishes in time. Sorry dear girls and guys, I have missed many of your birthdays and am going to miss most of yours. Forgive my forgetfulness okay? Thanks!　

Hmm, these lovely notes are pretty interesting. I hope my friends don’t mind me sharing!

Thokozani Mahlangu:
hei hei:-)
..2 the most loving nd friendliest mate in d issyp ‘09,i wuld lyk 2 sy dat happy birthday,wish u al the best in al the tingz u want 2 achieve..neva hv i 4gotten yr pleasant smile nd caring hrt,i hpe 2 c u again b4 death rulz.

Sinan: (Turkish)
doğum günün kutlu olsun
dogum means birth
gün means day
günün - your day
doğum günün - your birth day
kutlu - celebrated
kutlu olsun is used together most of the time

Antti Jokiluoma: (Finnish)
Hyvää syntymäpäivää

Prajwal Mohanmurthy:
Janamdivas ka shubhkamnayen!

lol, I got excited in mid night again. Yep. I shall calm down and get ready to sleep.
Goodnight Yangfan. Take good care of yourself, hold on tight to your dreams.
And Fly High.

　　睡醒前的十八

　　昨晚看世博开幕式，上海被灯光映成不夜城，黄浦两岸灯火辉煌，热闹非凡，沉默着观望这艘巨大的海上航船，想起零八年奥运开幕时老北京上空逐步迈向鸟巢的巨大烟火脚印。
　　问哲艺：中国热热闹闹地又办奥运又办世博的，难怪别人嚷嚷中国威胁论。美国这些年搞了什么大型活动没？
　　她歪着脑袋想了半天，蹦出一句：911算不算？

　　彻底昏睡散漫了一天。足不出户。一大早睁眼收到舅舅的祝福，然后是妈妈的短信。傍晚跑到佳雯床上缠着她陪我订pizza，晚上有一句没一句地泡在msn上跟李大爷聊天，一天便这么浑浑噩噩过去。
　　从这一天起，我怎么着也就算是个奔二的人了。想起年初mr quek给我们看的NTU某年毕业典礼的嘉宾演讲，说要把现下当作人生最美好的时光来活。我想起越来越让我刮目相看而渐增敬重的母亲，想象我现下的模样与心境是否与她从前少女时光一样，想起在一个培训课程里那位年长者问我们曾否把父母当作一个独立的个人，抛开他们对子女的责任与爱护来了解。想起xinyan曾提起每年自己生日都会镇重地跪下，向母亲致谢，赋予自己生命。
　　芳华十八的这一年，我独自一人去了趟北美，在伊斯坦堡机场徘徊观望，在时差混乱头痛欲裂的沉默中看落地玻璃外的飞机接二连三振翅飞翔。我不顾家人反对，坚持出行，跟一段旧日的迷恋做一个镇重奢侈的告别，然后是撕心裂肺的重新开始。我选择了一段终日与C++为伴的日子然后又在分岔路口与之告别。我在沉默中心底叫嚣在热闹时保持疯狂。
　　过去草草现世安稳未来依然模糊。文静依然给我灌输2012世界灭亡论的可信度，我依然在她无奈的眼神中每日奢侈地安然酣睡。前途太远我不想再过多操心。浮生若梦，我不过想平平凡凡安稳度日。吃好睡好，无甚满足。