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Dear Zach,

I wrote a short blog about my 23 y.o birthday 10 years ago. Somehow this post popped up at my popular post section at the sidebar and it was hard to miss. Thought of writing a post about my 33 y.o birthday.

It was unbelievable that I have lived for 10 years since. A lot could and had happened within the past 10 years. A lot of significant events happened in my life that literally changed the entire course of my life upside down - the good and bad way. But I regret nothing to everything I did and I would probably still do it if I were to given a second chance rewind.

I never celebrated my birthday every year. I always treated it as a normal day of life. This year was no different than others - apart from the fact that my mum was no longer here with me and my dad for a simple dinner on the day before my birthday.

Not sure which year it started, on every birthday, I would always cry in my car on the way back home from gym. The year before last, I cried because I was at lost in my career prospect, feeling pretty useless; Last year, I cried because knowing my mum was gonna died; This year, I didn't cry - I had cried enough. But I was just sad and lonely because I am still at lost in my career prospect. Now I come to think of it, how did I actually make it so far since back then when I was already jobless and clueless at my life goal? When there is a will, God gives you a way.

I spend my birthday this year at home, sleeping through day and night because I was strangely tired. Woke up in the morning, doing chores, and cooking my weekly dessert soup for the serving of two, me and my dad. I wanted to have a birthday sex. But I ended up staying in, jerking off in the shower at night, and hit the sack at 11pm.