A day which stirs the nation into an uproar. A day when history is made, the threshold of change in this country. Bersih 2.0 - July 9th. My birthday as well, but oh well, who cares.
Birthdays are usually depressing days for me, because i grow older and the day itself is always a let-down. I have a whole history of bad birth-days.
July 9th of 2008, the worst birthday ever. I was homesick in college, away from home, came down with a sore throat, and was penniless (figuratively, with only RM7 left) and had Gardenia bread for dinner. To top it off, nobody wished me Happy Birthday.
July 9th of 2009 is second on the list. First few days in university, homesick again, being bullied by seniors, and no birthday celebration.
But July 9th of 2011 turned out okay after all. Although i only got a gift from my parents, at least there's a birthday cake this time. And i guess what makes birthdays special after all is being celebrated by loved ones.
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