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Hatch Day Confetti Part 1.

Time for the honour roll, I want to say a big thank you to everyone who came and celebrated the quarter century with me, as well as those who can't make it but still contribute in the prez. It had made me very happy (yeah, I love presents). The ice-cream cake was yumyum too! I always see people show off their presents on their blogs, and I think why not? Here's my chance, A topman short sleeve shirt for the "hardcore-engineer" from my girl. Yeah, she believes I'll be one next time, so no need for those long sleeves formal attire. Thanks for believing in me!

shirt

Time to slim down, thats the message my dear friends bring to me with this pair of running shoes. Thanks alot, thats the motivation I need to go running. Stopped running for one sem, largely due to the lousy new balance which resulted in a twisted ankle in the beginning of the year. So I sorta have a phobia with that pair of shoes. Now no more excuse.

shoes

Finally, I wanna thank my family who had waited for me till 1.30am to come home and cut the cake. Especially my sis who bought the champagne cake. Yum yum! Thanks sis. heh heh. More photos coming up over the weekend.

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Sunshine said…
wow! somebody's big day! Happy Belated Birthday!!!

i think its fun and interesting to share presents on blogs! i did that too! really fun! hahaha...
May 05, 2005 10:34 AM
egeus said…
thanks! =)
May 05, 2005 7:19 PM
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