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Birthday

So, it was my birthday last Monday. Probably because of my family's thinking, birthdays are not usually celebrated in a big way. I've gotten used to not receiving any presents, surprises, or even cakes. And I have always told myself not to expect birthdays to be the best day of a year, because if something does not go according to your way, you will be twice as sad or disappointed.

As I am living in a hostel, and it's very much like a family here, the residents have in the past always made birthday cards for others on their birthdays. I got a big card on Monday when I got home from uni, and I felt happy that they remembered my birthday and spent time making me a card. But even if they didn't, it's no biggie.

On Tuesday night, David drove me to Robyn and Andrew's house for a dinner. Robyn and Andrew are a married couple from our church, and most importantly they are like the most supportive ones in the church with homosexual rights. They have no problems with gays. So the story was that David told Robyn that I was undergoing some problems with my ex, and was stressed about it. He didn't tell Robyn about the PEP thing. Anyway, i guessed they invited me over for dinner so that I wouldn't be lonely and sad. We didn't talk about my ex or my relationship at all that night. It was just catching up and chatting happily.

After the dinner, Robyn went to the kitchen and got out the 'dessert'. She baked a cake. And me, being the super blur one, even asked her stuff like 'oh did u bake this? blah blah blah'. And only until she took out a few candles that I noticed that the cake was a birthday cake she made for me!

I was so surprised because it was totally unexpected. Like totally. They sang me the birthday song and the whole thing was just so 'warm', it wasn't as awkward as how I had thought it would be. I had always thought that it will be very awkward when a group of friends sing you the birthday song and you are being surrounded. I have always tried to keep my birthday as a secret so that my friends wouldn't plan any surprises and there wouldn't be any awkwardness.

That night was really my most happy night in the past few months. I felt so 'warm', all the loneliness was gone. For once, I was able to temporarily forget about all the worries that I am experiencing. It was so so warm. Thank you Robyn. Thank you Andrew. And thank you David.

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