24..

It's my last hour of being 23. Honestly, I haven't paid too much attention to my birthday. It's not so much the "getting older" and "stop counting" phase. I suppose, I've just been having so much fun and enjoying my very fortunate and wonderful life that, my birthday is just as much of a gift from my parents as every other day I was given and still have ahead. I'm watching Shrek the 4th and the moral of this story, is to want the things that you have. Although honestly, I really want one of donkey's flying mutant babies right now. ^^ But the moral holds up; wanting what you already have and I gotta say, I have a lot.

More than I thought I did before. I know that sounds cheesy and cliche. I don't care. Things have been amazing and they keep getting better and better. I don't want this energy to ever stop. And if there's anything that I owe to myself through all these awkward years of "growing up", it's owning up the fact that, I can do things. In fact, there's a lot that I am capable of and I have such an awesome brain. It just...needed a little time to get to its full potential. I sincerely hope I'm not at that point yet. I can't wait to see what being 24 has in store.

Ba noi, ca mung ba..for everything. Thank you for a safe, good childhood full of lemonade and strange play with Cathy. Thank you for taking care of us. I will miss your tiger balm scent and cooking the most. Thuong Ba lam.

Here's to an awesome 23 years of living.