I turned 27 last Friday.
It was also the day where the nation mourned for the departed ones of MH17.
Honestly, there is a tinge of sombre feeling on this special day of mine. Perhaps, I had a tinge of guilt celebrating and looking forward to my birthday when everyone else was mourning.
So, I wore black to respect the mourning. And it did make me look ermm.. slimmer. It was a simple and private celebration with my close friends. We ate, we laughed. We had an eventful night. I was grateful that my close friends were there for me during my difficult times and of course, my happy times too.
To those who wished me and thought of me on my birthday, thanks. It was lovely receiving calls and texts on my 27th. It might not be a grand celebration. But I did have a good time.
Don't believe me? I was so excited about my complimentary chocolate lava cake that I lifted it up for photo and the ice cream slipped. Almost fell onto the table.
I shall blog more about my birthday soon. Soon.