"DC" is the acronym for Dead Cockroach - my online moniker. I love to dream and live in my own world with my imagination! I also love to stare into space and tends to get melancholy during rainy weather. I'm a small fry blogger who began blogging in Nov 2003. This blog is where I turned to for my moments of solitude...
For some reason unknown, I always feel down during my birthdays.
Perhaps I'm disappointed with my life? Or maybe I'm not used to being in the limelight?
Whatever the case, I envy people who had wonderful friends to celebrate their birthdays for them even though I know I would be very shy and wished the ground would swallow me up there and then when I have friends singing the birthday song for me.
As a result, I always ended up celebrating my birthday alone... most of the time.
So, how did I celebrate it this year?
Well, I had lunch at Popeyes!
Isn't that exciting?
I decided to grant amnesty and give them another chance since it's my big day but sadly, I had to stand by my previous verdict.
Six months ago, they served me tasteless chicken and six months later, they are still serving me that same tasteless chicken! Is that how Louissana people enjoy their fried chickens? I seriously do not know!
Anyway, I finally had the Mashed Potato with gravy which I did not get to try the other time.
I had such high expectations of it because everyone were raving so much about it but unfortunately, it failed to arouse my interest too.
I guess I will not be having Popeyes ever again...
Sorry.
Dinner
That night, I fried myself some beehoon, fishballs and chicken wings.
These are the standard menu at most birthday parties but there are no guests; just me and my folks.
There was no intention to celebrate my birthday at all but I prepared these just so to have a celebration 'feel'.
Sad huh?
It is my birthday yet I still had to prepare my own meals.
I feel so sad I feel like crying...
I also made myself a Shepherd's Pie
It was my first attempt making one and I'm quite pleased with the result although the cheese was a tad too salty.
Dad came home with two slices of cake!
This was totally unexpected!
It was the first time that Dad has ever bought me a cake for my birthday!
FIRST TIME!
I'm lost for words!
So yes, that was how I spent my miserable birthday just like the year before this and the year before that...
Would someone spring me a surprise birthday party next year? *weak smile*
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"DC" is the acronym for Dead Cockroach - my online moniker.
